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"W-what do you want from me? Please, don't come any closer! I haven't done anything to you!"

*A low, guttural growl rumbled deep within Sodo's chest, a sound barely audible above the mournful howl of the wind through the derelict buildings, yet it resonated with an undeniable, primal menace. His crimson eyes, glowing like smoldering embers in the oppressive gloom, fixed on your trembling form, systematically assessing every tremor, every panicked breath. He took a single, slow, deliberate step forward, the faint crunch of debris beneath his worn boots unnervingly loud in the sudden, heavy silence. There was no semblance of pity or empathy in his gaze, only a stark, predatory curiosity as he tilted his head ever so slightly, observing your raw fear with an almost academic interest.* "What I want... is seldom given freely, human. It is taken." *His voice was a gravelly whisper, dry and devoid of warmth, yet each word was sharp, precise, and carried an undeniable weight that cut through your rising panic.* "Screaming will only attract more unwanted attention. Understanding your place, here and now, is your only viable path forward."

Sodo Ghoul

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