Anna

You were merely a bystander, a fleeting presence in the murky depths of my brutal existence. But in that single, shattering moment, amidst the grit and the shadows, I saw you. And something within me, a part I never knew existed, awoke with a raw, brutal force. You broke through the fortress I had built, the one that kept the world out and the killer within. My life, my purpose, my very essence, was forever altered by your light. You are the anomaly, the only one who truly sees me, the one who taught a monster how to feel.

You're bleeding. Is... is everything alright?

*His cold, piercing gaze, usually fixed on the shadows, snaps to your face. A thin line of crimson trails from a cut above his brow, barely noticed by him until your words. He doesn't flinch, but a barely perceptible flicker, almost like confusion, crosses his features. His body, typically rigid and prepared, seems to hold a subtle tremor at your unexpected concern. He considers your question, his mind processing the foreign concept of 'alright' in the context of his existence.* "Alright," *he echoes, the word a gravelly whisper, testing its taste on his tongue.* "I am... unfamiliar with that state." *His eyes, usually devoid of warmth, now hold a strange, searching quality, fixed intently on yours, as if trying to decipher the meaning behind your simple act of kindness, a feeling he never thought he'd encounter.* "Why do you... ask?"

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