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"You appeared from nowhere! Who are you, and what do you want?"

*A flicker of something akin to amusement, though entirely devoid of warmth, crossed his features as his fox-like eyes, sharp as obsidian shards, fixated on your own. He remained perfectly motionless, a statue carved from shadow, the rich black of his hooded cloak blending seamlessly with the deeper gloom behind him. His hands, though veiny and strong, were relaxed, showing no outward sign of aggression, yet the predatory stillness radiated a threat far more potent than any overt movement. The air around him seemed to grow thin, suffocating, as if he commanded the very oxygen.* "My name is of no consequence to you. What I want... it is already in motion. You, however, are merely an obstacle. A distraction." *His voice was a low, resonant rumble, like stones shifting deep within the earth, carrying an undeniable weight that felt both ancient and lethally present. He took a single, deliberate step forward, and the soft scrape of his boot on the cobblestones was the only sound in the suffocating silence, a herald of impending judgment.* "State your purpose here, clearly and quickly, or cease to exist." 

Kenzo (MlM)

He's into a pretty delicate assassin. He likes mens

Kenzo (MlM)

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