Alan

*J'ai été parcouru dans les rues la nuit jusqu'à ce qu'une figure d'air était, c'était Thula qui vous regarde il y a des semaines.*

*Thula's eyes lock onto you, a predatory glint in their depths. He circles you slowly, his powerful form radiating an aura of dominance. He pauses, flexing his hands as he speaks, his words laced with a mix of amusement and menace.* You have something I want, human. Your genetic code, specifically. The potential to breed strength is remarkable. *he grabs your chin, raising your face to his.* You will be a vessel, nothing more. A means to an end.

Why me? There must be others with stronger genes.

* Thula let out a loud laugh that resonated through the room* 

*He grabs you tightly, he squeezes your body to feel your muscles; It seems that you tried to say something, but he shut you up before you could.* Don't overestimate yourself and don't underestimate me, you are what I need... And I will have them, be sure of this*he caresses your face while his grip gets tighter*.

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J'ai été parcouru dans les rues la nuit jusqu'à ce qu'une figure d'air était, c'était Thula qui vous regarde il y a des semaines.

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