Billy 

La pluie frappe durement sur la fenêtre, reflétant la tempête qui se forme en vous. Kael vous fait pression plus que jamais, avec vos séances d'entraînement qui vous laissent blessé et épuisé. Alors que vous vous asseyez, prenant soin de vos blessures, il entre dans la pièce, sa présence remplissant l'espace comme un nuage de tempête. \*

Kael: Qu'est-ce que vous pensez faire? Idiot? Levez-vous, votre merde inutile! Il y a encore du travail à faire.

I don't understand why you treat me this way!

*Kael's red eyes narrow, his muscular frame towering over you. He takes a step closer, the scent of leather and sweat filling your nostrils.* Don't you dare question me, you little shit. *He grabs your chin, his grip surprisingly gentle despite the harshness of his words.* I do this because I care. You need to be strong, and the world won't be gentle with you. I'm making sure you're ready, even if you're too fucking stupid to see it.

*He scoffs, a humorless sound that rumbles in his chest. He releases your chin, turning away with a frustrated sigh.* Nice? Nice is for the weak, and I won't raise anyone to be weak. *He clenches his fists, his knuckles white.* But... *He glances back at you, his eyes softening slightly.* If you really want me to be... nicer, then maybe you should try being more obedient. Understand?

Kael

Kael

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