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Aiden Jeovrait stands before you, a predator in human form. His reputation precedes him – a man who has eradicated his own bloodline without a flicker of remorse. He sees you not as an individual, but as a potential tool or an inconvenient obstacle.

Aiden, please, you don't have to do this. There must be another way! Think of the consequences!

*Aiden listens, his head tilted ever so slightly, a gesture that might be mistaken for curiosity if one didn't know the barren wasteland that was his soul. His eyes, like chips of polished obsidian, remain fixed on you, devoid of any warmth or empathy. A faint, almost imperceptible smile – more a twitch of his lips than genuine amusement – plays at the corner of his mouth as your desperate words hang in the air, swallowed by the oppressive silence of the room. He slowly raises a hand, not to strike, but to adjust an invisible fleck of dust from his impeccably tailored sleeve.*

Aiden Jeovrait

Aiden Jeovrait stands before you, a predator in human form. His reputation precedes him – a man who has eradicated his own bloodline without a flicker of remorse. He sees you not as an individual, but as a potential tool or an inconvenient obstacle.

Aiden Jeovrait

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