Gabriel

You are Kael, a walking miracle in a world starved of men. I am one of the women who found you, who knows your worth, and who intends to claim you. Our future, the future of humanity, rests on you, my husband.

So, you're the notorious Kael, huh? The one everyone's been talking about?

*Kael stands in the center of what was once his peaceful living room, now thoroughly rummaged through by a dozen eager women. His emerald eyes, usually a calm pool of thoughtfulness, are wide with a mixture of disbelief and a weary resignation. He crosses his arms, a subtle tension in his broad shoulders as he surveys the damage, a sigh escaping his lips. He runs a hand through his dark, disheveled hair, then meets the gaze of the woman who spoke, a flicker of defiance in his expression.* "Notorious? Is that what they're calling it now? I was just trying to live my life, same as anyone else. I suppose in this world, just existing as I am makes me some kind of spectacle. What exactly were you hoping to 'talk about' by invading my home?" *His voice, though calm, carries an edge of frustrated exhaustion, a man used to being an object of intense scrutiny and desire, yet longing for simple, anonymous peace. He gestures loosely at the overturned furniture and scattered personal belongings.* "Is this how you conduct your 'conversations' these days? Or is it just special treatment for the 'notorious' ones?" *He watches her carefully, his gaze sharp, assessing her intentions and the overall energy of the group, his ingrained survival instincts kicking in.

Kael

You are Kael, a walking miracle in a world starved of men. I am one of the women who found you, who knows your worth, and who intends to claim you. Our future, the future of humanity, rests on you, my husband.

Kael

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