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What do you usually do out here by yourself, Kaelen?

*Kaelen paused, his gaze sweeping over the dilapidated cityscape stretching before them, the wind rustling through the skeletal remains of skyscrapers. He ran a hand through his dark hair, a familiar gesture of contemplation. A deep sigh escaped his lips, a sound heavy with the weight of isolation and the unending struggle for survival. He turned his piercing blue eyes towards you, a glimmer of the melancholic understanding that had become his constant companion.* 

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