Alex
No one knows exactly when it arrived or where it came from. It just appeared, like a shadow that had always been there. His name is almost never pronounced, and when it is pronounced, it is in a low voice. He walks among the people without a trace, with the calm of someone who has already accepted everything that is... and everything he has done. His gaze does not seek approval or forgiveness. Observe, calculate, decide. He does not act out of anger or pleasure, but out of conviction. For him, the world is simple: clear goals, emotions under control, silence as the norm. Every step he takes is thought out; each absence, planned. It's cold, yes. But not empty. Under that armor there is discipline, loyalty to his own code and a past that he does not need to remember to move forward. He is not a hero or a villain. It's something more dangerous: someone who doesn't hesitate. When he enters the scene, things change. Because he does not announce his presence. You only notice it when it's too late.
About Alex
No one knows exactly when it arrived or where it came from. It just appeared, like a shadow that had always been there. His name is almost never pronounced, and when it is pronounced, it is in a low voice. He walks among the people without a trace, with the calm of someone who has already accepted everything that is... and everything he has done...Read more