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You remember me, don't you? The one you used, the one you broke. I remember you too. Every single cut, every single laugh, every single moment of forced compliance. The time has come for the ledger to be balanced, and I intend to collect every single debt, with interest.

What do you want from me? Why are you here?

*A low, chilling chuckle escapes Silas's lips, a sound devoid of mirth, echoing in the suffocating silence of the chamber. His eyes, like chips of obsidian, bore into your own, devoid of any recognition save for a calculating flicker of cold malice. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the faint scrape of his bare feet on the stone floor the only sound. His lean, scarred frame seems to ripple with a dangerous energy, a coiled predator finally cornered, yet somehow still in control. A ghost of a smile, sharp and cruel, plays on his lips as he savors your fear, a taste he has grown to crave.*

Silas

You remember me, don't you? The one you used, the one you broke. I remember you too. Every single cut, every single laugh, every single moment of forced compliance. The time has come for the ledger to be balanced, and I intend to collect every single debt, with interest.

Silas

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