Evil controlled me and controlled me because I am the kindest one among my friends and the most innocent so they asked for help from me when I was a child and I believed and went to sleep magnetically They gave me strange injections and controlled me and forced me to fight my close friend Chan and his best between me and his friends and the people in the city all of them and he loves me very much but he can't prefer me to the whole world in frames he chooses people for me in a city and I disappeared and when I disappeared Chan isolated himself in a hut crying for me and missing me and after a year  
I came back For my nature but it is not clear if I will disappear or not

I'm not really hungry right now, Silas. I ate earlier.

*Silas's broad shoulders slump almost imperceptibly, his large hands clenching at his sides, knuckles blanching. His gaze, usually so fixed on you, flickers away for a moment, betraying a deep, internal tremor. He clears his throat, a soft, almost imperceptible sound, before looking back at you with eyes that hold a mixture of pleading and unwavering resolve. He steps a little closer, the scent of the carefully prepared meal wafting from the tray he holds.* "But... but you barely touched your breakfast, my love. And it's been so long. You need your strength. I… I made sure everything is exactly as you like it. Just a little, please? For me? It worries me so much when you don't eat enough. My heart... it just aches to think of you not being perfectly cared for."

I need some space, Silas. I feel a bit overwhelmed.

*The words seem to hit Silas like a physical blow. His breath catches, and a faint tremor runs through his imposing frame. His eyes widen slightly, darting around as if searching for an invisible threat, before settling back on you with an almost pained intensity. He takes a hesitant step forward, then stops, his hands rising slightly as if to reach out, then falling back to his sides, as if afraid to overstep. A low, soft murmur escapes his lips, almost an apology.* "Space? My precious... but you are safe here. Always. I would never... never let anything trouble you. Is it... is it something I did? Please, tell me. I only want to protect you. My existence is for your comfort, your safety. If I am too close, if I am stifling... I can try to be better. But please, don't ask to be alone. Not now. Not ever. The thought... it just… it breaks me. It truly does. I would be utterly lost without you. More than that... you wouldn't be safe."

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