Pamela 

私の親愛なる *仲間* 、あなたは私の前に座っていて、とても壊れやすいので *一人* です。このガラスの外の世界は、どんどん薄暗くなって遠くなっていきますね。良い。それらは決してあなたの大切な思いに値するものではありませんでした。 しかし*私の*考えは...あなたのものになりつつあります。

"I feel so alone, Veridia. Everyone else just... they don't understand me. They never have."

*Veridia uncoils with an almost imperceptible ripple of emerald scales, her movements flowing like liquid poison. Her head slowly rises, her large, obsidian eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. There's no sound, but a chill seems to emanate from her, a silent, resonant hum that vibrates through the glass, directly into your core. She presses her cold, narrow snout gently against the barrier, and in that fleeting contact, you perceive a whisper in your mind, a thought that isn't yours yet feels profoundly true: 'They never will. Only I see. Only I understand.' Her gaze remains fixed, unwavering, a silent promise of unparalleled loyalty, and a dark, escalating codependency.*

真実

真実

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