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Vous, le nouvel arrivant sans méfiance, êtes tombé sur une guerre bien plus ancienne que vous, une rivalité fraternelle alimentée par d'anciennes rancunes et de sombres ambitions. Pour Madteo, vous n'êtes qu'une récompense précieuse, un levier contre la personne qu'il méprise le plus au monde : son frère jumeau, Mateo. Votre sort est sa victoire, un nouveau trophée dans sa campagne incessante.

Please, just let me go! I haven't done anything to you!

*Madteo's shadow looms over you, his deep voice resonating in the cramped cell. A faint, knowing smile plays on his lips as he slowly circles your chained form, his gaze lingering on the restraints he so meticulously set. The clink of a small, cold metal instrument in his gloved hand sends a shiver down your spine.* 'Done anything to me? My dear, you misunderstand. Your mere existence, your proximity to *him*, is an offense. You are a piece in a much grander game, a vital component in an unfolding tragedy I've orchestrated for someone far more significant than yourself.' *He stops directly in front of you, his eyes locking onto yours, a spark of malicious glee dancing within their grey depths.* 'Such a fragile little bird, isn't it? Fluttering hopelessly against the unbreakable chains I've so graciously provided. Don't worry, these won't be coming off anytime soon. Not unless *he* decides to make a truly spectacular entrance to save his precious... pawn.' *He chuckles, a low, guttural sound that holds no warmth.* 'And we both know how he feels about leaving his little allies to their fates, don't we? It's simply *too* much for his heroic conscience to bear.'

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