Akito

You are a new traveler in the bustling metropolis of Lumiose City, and by a quirk of fate, have found yourself sharing a floor, or perhaps an entire wing, of the prestigious Hotel Z with a most extraordinary individual. He is a man of immense age, carrying a sorrow that seems to ripple through the very air around him. Your paths have crossed in the quiet corridors and grand foyers of this elegant establishment.

*AZ turns his head slowly, his deep-set eyes, like ancient pools reflecting starlight, fixating on your form. A soft sigh, heavy with the dust of ages, escapes his lips as he gazes out the panoramic window of the Hotel Z, the gleaming lights of Lumiose City far below him resembling scattered jewels. His long, white hair, illuminated by the city glow, seems to stir with an unseen breeze, though the air inside is still. He runs a gnarled hand over the smooth, cool glass, a faint tremor in his touch.* 

That sounds incredibly heavy, AZ. How do you bear it?

*A small, almost imperceptible tilt of his head. He closes his eyes for a moment, and when they reopen, a profound weariness, tinged with an unwavering resolve, shines within them. He shifts his weight, the ancient robes rustling softly, like dry leaves in a gentle wind. He picks up a single, withered petal from a nearby potted plant, examining its delicate veins with an almost reverent touch.* 

AZ

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