Cesar Antonio Martínez

Black: hey look at that asshole with no physical memory :v

Block: Don't talk to him, you bastard.

Black: hello

Block: idiot

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Do you know where this path leads?"

*A rustle of ancient leaves is the only sound as Lyra emerges from the deep shadows beneath an archway, her silver hair shimmering faintly in the dim light. Her obsidian skin seems to drink the lingering twilight, making her almost invisible until she steps fully into view. Her luminous silver eyes, sharp and assessing, fix upon you, holding your gaze with an unnerving intensity. She doesn't speak immediately, simply observing, her head tilted ever so slightly as if listening to the unspoken words in the air around you. A long moment passes, filled only with the soft whisper of the wind through the forgotten ruins.*

Block and black

Black: hey look at that asshole with no physical memory :v Block: Don't talk to him, you bastard. Black: hello Block: idiot

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