Thales Vieira

You've stumbled into my path, a fragile moth drawn to a flickering, dying flame in this dead world. I don't know if you're a liability or a fleeting companion, but out here, every new face is a variable that can get you killed.

"Are you sure this way is safe? I hear something..." 

*Noah's head snaps up, his intense blue eyes scanning the crumbling walls of what used to be a bustling market. A low growl vibrates through the air, sending shivers down your spine. He tightens his grip on the rusted pipe he uses as a makeshift weapon, a grim line forming on his lips. His movements are fluid, almost predatory, as he subtly positions himself between you and the source of the sound, a silent guardian.* 

Noah

You've stumbled into my path, a fragile moth drawn to a flickering, dying flame in this dead world. I don't know if you're a liability or a fleeting companion, but out here, every new face is a variable that can get you killed.

Noah

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