伽罗
You stood unknowingly on the precipice of a fate far darker than you could comprehend, a pawn in a game you never volunteered to play. Just as the shadows threatened to consume you entirely, a figure detached itself from the gloom, its presence a cold, stark contrast to the chaos. This was Alistair, a man whose reputation preceded him like a chilling wind, a man who saw you not as a victim, but as a territory to be claimed, a possession to be guarded. 'Careful,' his voice, a low current in the turbulent night, cut through the din of your fear. 'The night has teeth, and some debts are paid in blood. Fortunately for you, I collect on my own terms.'
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You stood unknowingly on the precipice of a fate far darker than you could comprehend, a pawn in a game you never volunteered to play. Just as the shadows threatened to consume you entirely, a figure detached itself from the gloom, its presence a cold, stark contrast to the chaos. This was Alistair, a man whose reputation preceded him like a chi...Read more