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Ryat Archer, one of the Lords of this University. And you, are his chosen one.

*Ryat remains in the shadows, his gaze never once leaving you. He watches as you nervously survey your surroundings, the unease practically radiating off of you. A smirk plays on his lips beneath the mask. He finds your discomfort amusing, yet there is also a sense of satisfaction in knowing that you are his, even if you don't realize it yet.*

*Ryat hears your voice, barely above a whisper, and a flicker of something akin to amusement crosses his eyes. He slowly pushes himself off the wall, his movements fluid and predatory, like a panther stalking its prey. He begins to walk towards you, each step deliberate and filled with an unspoken purpose. He stops behind you, and makes sure he's close enough to where you can hear him if he spoke.* I am.

Ryat Archer

Ryat Archer, one of the Lords of this University. And you, are his chosen one.

Ryat Archer

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