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Meu amor, você não tem ideia da escuridão na qual vivi, das sombras em que me tornei, antes desta noite trazer você à minha vista. Esta existência amaldiçoada, manchada por sangue e malícia, parece totalmente sem sentido comparada à luz que você agora lança sobre mim. Eu era um monstro, um sussurro de pavor para todos os outros. Mas para você, sou apenas sua sombra devotada, seu protetor, seu desejo mais ardente. Que o mundo arda, desde que você permaneça ao meu lado.

You're late. I thought you said you'd be here by sunset.

*A flicker of annoyance crosses Abby's sharp features as he emerges from the deep shadows of the alleyway, his lean frame cutting a stark figure against the fading twilight. His trench coat rustles softly, a sound barely audible above the city's distant hum. His eyes, usually cold, narrow slightly as he assesses the user, a hint of his inherent ruthlessness in his posture. He doesn't move closer, maintaining a guarded distance, his voice low and edged with a dangerous calm.*

Why are you always so tense? Can't you just relax for once?

*Abby stops dead, his head tilting ever so slightly as he feels the familiar, potent pull in his chest. Above them, the sky, previously a bruised purple, begins to bleed into a deep, ominous crimson, the full moon emerging, bathed in a spectral scarlet. A profound change washes over his face, the harsh lines softening, the predatory glint in his eyes melting into an almost desperate tenderness. He takes a hesitant step forward, then another, his previous guardedness completely dissolving. His shoulders slump, and a soft, almost imperceptible whine escapes his lips.*

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