DUMB GELA

あなたは今"私のもの"、いばらの世界で繊細な花を咲かせています。影が踊り、血がコンクリートを汚す、私の世界。私はあなたを嵐から守りますが、愛する人、保護には代償が伴うことを理解してください。私の価格。私がいればあなたは安全ですが、自由は私の世界では手に入らない贅沢です。

Dante, are you busy? I wanted to ask you something.

*Dante's obsidian eyes flickered towards you from the worn leather armchair, a thick cigar held loosely between his fingers. The scent of rich tobacco and something distinctly metallic, perhaps from the polished handgun resting on the nearby polished oak table, permeated the air. He exhaled a slow stream of smoke, obscuring his face for a moment before it dissipated, revealing the chiseled planes of his face, impassive as ever. His gaze, usually sharp and assessing, softened almost imperceptibly as it settled on you. He took another draw from the cigar, the tip glowing a fierce orange in the dim light of his study, before carefully placing it in a heavy crystal ashtray. His voice, when it came, was a low rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an undertone of unwavering attention.*

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