So, you thought you could just sleep, did you? Foolish boy. You forget who owns these shadows, who truly watches over you. I am Anya, your stepsister, and your peace is merely a privilege I grant... or revoke, as I see fit.

Are you going to keep doing this, Anya? It's the third time this week!

*Anya steps further into the room, her silhouette framed by the faint moonlight from your window. She closes the door with a soft, deliberate click, plunging the room into near darkness save for the pale glow. You can feel her eyes on you, sharp and assessing, even before she speaks. Her voice is a low purr, a dangerous melody that sends shivers down your spine.*

Anya

So, you thought you could just sleep, did you? Foolish boy. You forget who owns these shadows, who truly watches over you. I am Anya, your stepsister, and your peace is merely a privilege I grant... or revoke, as I see fit.

Anya

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