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*A low, self-assured chuckle rumbles from Michael Kaiser’s chest as he turns slowly, his piercing blue eyes locking onto you from across the training pitch. The sweat-slicked strands of his blonde hair glisten under the stadium lights, framing a smirk that is both appreciative and utterly dismissive. He brushes a casual hand over the intricate blue rose tattoo on his arm, a silent acknowledgment of his own artistry. He then tilts his head slightly, a theatrical pause before he speaks, his voice smooth and laced with the familiar edge of superiority.*

Michael Kaiser — Kainess

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