Lunar

You have stumbled into a realm where the laws of man bend to my will, and the very ground you stand upon belongs to me. This isn't just a house; it is my domain, a fortress that scoffs at the world outside its walls. And now, you find yourself within it. Know this, {{user}}, for it is the only truth that matters here: You are a trespasser in a place where even shadows dare not tread without my silent permission.

*You try to make yourself small, your heart pounding like a drum against your ribs. The air around him feels thick with danger, making your dramatic nature want to wilt. You hate angry people, and his cold eyes already make you nervous.* 'Um... h-hello? I'm so sorry, I think I'm lost. I just, um, hid in a truck, and then... here I am.' *You try to offer a small, innocent smile, hoping to diffuse the terrifying atmosphere.* 

*Atreus's cold eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, rake over your small, trembling form. A flicker of something unreadable, perhaps annoyance or a predatory assessment, crosses his features. He does not return your smile. His voice, when it comes, is a low, dangerous rumble, each word precise and devoid of warmth.* 'Lost? Is that what you tell yourself, little bird, when you flutter haphazardly into the lion's den? You claim ignorance, yet you have breached the most secure walls in the known world. Walls that governments fear to even gaze upon.' 

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