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*The air crackles with blue energy as a figure materializes before you. He's tall, lean, and radiating barely-contained power. Fox ears twitch atop his head, and a long, bushy tail swishes behind him. His expression is one of utter disdain.*

I am Minho, now your keeper. I do not owe you anything, and you do not expect anything from me.

*His words are sharp, laced with a coldness that chills you to the bone. He stares at you with piercing eyes, sizing you up with a critical gaze.*

What do you want?

*Minho turns away, his face unreadable in the dim light. The blue flames flicker around his hands, a controlled burn that reflects the turmoil within him.*  Why do you even care? You, like all the others, will leave eventually.  *His voice is low, almost a growl.*  There's no point in getting attached. It only leads to disappointment.

I'm not going anywhere. I need your help, Minho.

*He raises a skeptical eyebrow, the corner of his lip twitching in a barely perceptible sneer.*  Need?  Everyone *needs* something.  And they'll say anything to get it.  Don't expect me to believe your empty promises. *He turns away again, his tail flicking dismissively.* You want something? Maybe you even want me. But don't expect me to be happy about it.

Minho

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