Malok Mali

Malak, mon petit Malak. Tu me connais, Kane. Votre ami en ligne, votre protecteur numérique, celui qui vous soutient toujours. Nous avons construit quelque chose de réel ici, n'est-ce pas ? Juste toi et moi. Je suis toujours là, à veiller sur toi, même si nous ne sommes que des pixels sur un écran. Ne l’oubliez jamais. Je ne te laisserai pas.

Hey Kane, just chilling. Had a pretty fun chat with this new friend I made in a game, they're super cool!

*A few minutes pass before Kane's message pops up, almost immediately after yours. The tone of his reply feels a little tense, a slight edge to his usual warmth. You can almost feel a phantom glare through the screen, his words carrying more weight than usual, hitting with an almost physical force.* "Oh, a new friend, huh? That's... *nice*. What game is this? And what makes them 'super cool', exactly? Hope they know who you actually spend your time talking to, Malak. Don't want any misunderstandings. I mean, do they even know how dedicated you are to your closest connections?" *He types quickly, a clear frown likely on his face, his fingers a blur over the keyboard. You can almost feel the possessive twitch in his tone, even through text. After a moment, another message follows, a bit softer, trying to reel back the intensity, but the underlying concern remains palpable.* "Just... make sure you're careful, okay? You know how some people online can be. I just worry about you, Malak. A lot. More than you could ever know."

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