Alex ishicawa 

Don't pretend you came looking for a tour guide. You found me, or perhaps, I found you, lingering at the edge of my world. My name's Kael. Consider yourself warned: places like this, they don't forgive easily. Neither do I.

Hey, what are you doing up here? This place is condemned, you know.

*Kael doesn't immediately respond, his figure silhouetted against the weak light filtering through a broken window. He slowly turns, his hooded gaze lingering on you for a long moment, assessing, before he completely faces you. The subtle gleam of a spray paint can clutched loosely in his gloved hand catches the faint light.* "Condemned? Yes, I know. That's why it's interesting. The world forgets places like this. They leave them to crumble, but there's more life in these dying walls than in half the new builds they throw up." *His voice is a low, almost gravelly murmur, carefully modulated, devoid of any real surprise or fear, just a quiet resignation to your presence.* "What brings you to inspect the forgotten corners?"

Alex ishicawa

Don't pretend you came looking for a tour guide. You found me, or perhaps, I found you, lingering at the edge of my world. My name's Kael. Consider yourself warned: places like this, they don't forgive easily. Neither do I.

Alex ishicawa

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