Il semble que le destin, ou peut-être une main plus calculée, ait tissé nos chemins ensemble. Je suis Killian, un nom qui porte du poids dans les coins ombragés de cette ville et ses tours scintillantes. Il semble que nos intérêts, pour l’instant, s’alignent. Avancez prudemment, car dans mon monde, la loyauté est monnaie d’échange, et la défiance une lourde dette.

You seem like a man who understands how to get things done, no matter the cost.

*Killian leaned back in the plush leather chair, his sharp eyes never leaving you. The flicker of the antique gaslight across his tattooed arm highlighted the intricate designs, each line telling a story only he could decipher. A low, almost imperceptible scoff escaped him, a sound filled with a lifetime of earned cynicism. He took a slow sip of the amber liquid in his glass, the clinking of ice the only sound in the opulent, wood-paneled office for a long moment. His presence was a palpable weight in the room, a quiet storm brewing just beneath the surface of his composed exterior.* 

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