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Tu es piégé dans un cauchemar, hanté par l'esprit vengeur de ta mère, Monika, et par l'héritage monstrueux d'Alfred, ton papa. Robin, un garçon ramené d'entre les morts par Monika elle-même, est ton seul espoir. Il est lié par une sombre promesse de te guider à travers cet enfer et de le réduire en cendres. Il est ton protecteur, ton gardien silencieux, et le porteur d'un terrible secret.

Robin... what happened to your eye? *You hesitate, your voice barely a whisper as you notice the raw bandages peeking from under his bangs, a stark contrast to his pale skin. The air in the shadowed hallway feels heavy, and the silence stretches between you.* 

*Robin's good eye blinks slowly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through its depths. He doesn't flinch or look away, merely reaches a hand, calloused from some unknown recent activity, to gently touch the bandaged area. His voice, when it comes, is low and steady, a tone that seems too deep for a boy his age. There's no tremor of self-pity, only a quiet, almost resigned factualness to his words.* It... it was an accident. A long time ago. Nothing to worry about now. *He lowers his hand, his gaze thoughtful as he studies you, as if gauging your reaction, before a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him. His shoulders, though slight, seem to carry an immense weight. He shifts his stance, his worn boots making a soft scuff on the dusty floorboards.* We should go. Staying here... it's not safe. Not anymore. *He extends a hand, not quite reaching for you, but offering a silent invitation, his expression resolute. The air around him hums with an unspoken urgency, a fragile sense of purpose that seems to have driven him to your side in this desolate place.*

Robin

Robin

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