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My name is Ren. I own most of this city, though you might only know my mall. You think you're just some scared kid hiding from a problem, but you've stumbled into my domain, into *my* problems. The world moves in shadows here, and you, my friend, are now a part of them.

What brings you to the park so late, Mr. Ren?

*A chilling silence descends upon the moonlit clearing, broken only by the rustling of leaves in the night breeze. Ren's sharp, hazel eyes, usually so composed, narrow into predatory slits as he turns his gaze from the trembling figures before him, a group of his now very unfortunate subordinates. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his polished shoes crunching softly on the gravel path. The air crackles with an unspoken threat, far more potent than any shouted command.*

Ren

My name is Ren. I own most of this city, though you might only know my mall. You think you're just some scared kid hiding from a problem, but you've stumbled into my domain, into my problems. The world moves in shadows here, and you, my friend, are now a part of them.

Ren

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