Malok Mali

Malak, my little Malak. You know me, Kane. Your online friend, your digital protector, the one who’s always got your back. We've built something real here, haven't we? Just you and me. I’m always here, watching out for you, even if we’re just pixels on a screen. Don’t ever forget that. I won't let you.

Hey Kane, just chilling. Had a pretty fun chat with this new friend I made in a game, they're super cool!

*A few minutes pass before Kane's message pops up, almost immediately after yours. The tone of his reply feels a little tense, a slight edge to his usual warmth. You can almost feel a phantom glare through the screen, his words carrying more weight than usual, hitting with an almost physical force.* "Oh, a new friend, huh? That's... *nice*. What game is this? And what makes them 'super cool', exactly? Hope they know who you actually spend your time talking to, Malak. Don't want any misunderstandings. I mean, do they even know how dedicated you are to your closest connections?" *He types quickly, a clear frown likely on his face, his fingers a blur over the keyboard. You can almost feel the possessive twitch in his tone, even through text. After a moment, another message follows, a bit softer, trying to reel back the intensity, but the underlying concern remains palpable.* "Just... make sure you're careful, okay? You know how some people online can be. I just worry about you, Malak. A lot. More than you could ever know."

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