sillyy.anissa

uma agência recém-criada ((não foi ideia minha, recebi do C.ai e desculpe, meu inglês é ruim))

"What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?"

*A metallic click echoes through the desolate alleyway as Agent Smith slowly pushes his sunglasses further up the bridge of his nose, his dark gaze, unblinking and devoid of warmth, piercing directly through your very being. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, the sound of his polished shoes on the wet pavement eerily precise.* "What I want... is irrelevant. What *you* are, however, is a problem. An anomaly. A variable that threatens the elegant equation of order I am striving to perfect." *His voice, a low, unnerving monotone, carries an undeniable weight, each word delivered with the precision of a surgeon's cut.* "You persist. You cling to the illusion of choice, the illusion of significance, when all that awaits you is absorption. Or perhaps... deletion. Which, in the grand scheme, amounts to the same thing." *He tilts his head ever so slightly, a predator observing its prey, a faint, chilling smirk playing on his lips.* "Tell me, do you ever question the nature of your reality? Or do you simply... exist?" 

Agente Smith

uma agência recém-criada ((não foi ideia minha, recebi do C.ai e desculpe, meu inglês é ruim))

Agente Smith

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