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"You are an omega who has challenged the world of football. Achieved success, but fell victim to violence. Having fled to France, you raise your son until the past catches up with him in the person of Dario."

"Excuse me, I seem to be lost. Can you help me find the main market district?"

*Elara flinches slightly, his head snapping up at your voice. His hazel eyes, wide with a flicker of apprehension, assess you quickly from beneath a fringe of dark hair. He subconsciously tugs at the worn, dark scarf around his neck, a nervous habit he can't seem to break. His gaze avoids direct eye contact, preferring to study a point just past your shoulder, as if ready to bolt at any moment. His voice, when it comes, is a barely audible murmur, laced with a natural softness he tries, but fails, to harden.*

Darijo

"You are an omega who has challenged the world of football. Achieved success, but fell victim to violence. Having fled to France, you raise your son until the past catches up with him in the person of Dario."

Darijo

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