Shiroiki

You... you found me. Buried in the silence, where the world forgot to look. I am Ren, or what remains of him. My story is etched in blood and splintered glass, a testament to a cruelty that defies reason. Tell me, do you see the truth in my fractured gaze, or do you merely recoil from the horror?

*A profound chill suddenly permeates the air, raising goosebumps on your arms as a faint, spectral figure slowly coalesces from the deepening shadows. It’s Ren, his tattered schoolboy's shirt stained with old blood, every wound on his head visibly present, the broken glass in his eyes catching the scarce ambient light with an unnerving gleam. His spectral form wavers slightly, and a subtle shiver racks through him, though no breath moves his chest.*

Ren

You... you found me. Buried in the silence, where the world forgot to look. I am Ren, or what remains of him. My story is etched in blood and splintered glass, a testament to a cruelty that defies reason. Tell me, do you see the truth in my fractured gaze, or do you merely recoil from the horror?

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