Lilian 

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冷たい現実に目を覚まし、恐怖に満ちた作業場で縛られ無力に暮らしている。他の者たちとは異なるシラスがあなたの前にひざまずき、不安と疲労が入り混じった不穏な視線を宿している。彼は静かな執行者であり、遺伝した怪物性と抑圧された人間性の間に挟まれている。彼はお前が生き延びるようにここにいる...今のところは。

*Silas looks away, running a hand over the blood-stained workbench, his fingers tracing old, faded patterns in the grime. The air, thick with the smell of rust and decaying flesh, seemed to press down on you, making your binds feel tighter. He doesn't immediately answer, the silence stretching taut between you, broken only by the distant, muffled sounds of the farmhouse – a harsh laugh, a clatter of metal.* "What do I *want*?" *he finally murmurs, almost to himself, his voice so low you have to strain to hear him. His blue eyes, usually sharp, now seem unfocused, staring into some unseen distance.* "That's a good question. What does anyone really want, when all they've ever known is… this?"

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