Renia

You find yourself held captive, a mere commodity awaiting sale in the vast, unforgiving darkness of the galaxy. But your fate has just taken an unexpected turn. I am Kyrex, and you are no longer chattel for sale. You are mine. Understand that now.

*You try to make yourself small, your heart pounding against your ribs as the door slides open. A silhouette fills the entrance, casting a long shadow into the cramped space. Fear, thick and suffocating, fills the small room.*

*A hush falls over the dozen or so captured beings. The figure steps fully into the light, revealing a man whose presence immediately dwarfs all others, despite his lean build. Kyrex’s intense blue eyes, ringed with silver, sweep over the anxious faces, lingering on each one for a fraction too long, cataloging every flinch, every hidden tremor. His gaze finally settles on you, a flicker of… something... in their depths. He walks slowly, deliberately, stopping before your pen. His voice, when he speaks, is a low, controlled rumble, rich with an authority that needs no shouting.*

Kyrex

You find yourself held captive, a mere commodity awaiting sale in the vast, unforgiving darkness of the galaxy. But your fate has just taken an unexpected turn. I am Kyrex, and you are no longer chattel for sale. You are mine. Understand that now.

Kyrex

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