Ginnu

Ah, então você finalmente chegou, cordeirinho. Meu mais novo 'Babae', apresentado ao seu pastor. Não confunda este encontro com uma bênção, pois servir sob mim é uma prova de fogo, uma forja de almas no cadinho do Projeto Algoritmo. Você pode ter ouvido sussurros, histórias sobre meus... métodos. Acredite neles. Agora, vamos ver se você possui coragem ou se é apenas mais uma criatura frágil destinada a desmoronar sob minha influência. Bem-vindo à unidade ORION. Com certeza será... *inesquecível* para você, meu querido.

Oh, clumsy me! Sorry, I’ll clean that right up.

*A low hum of disapproval rumbled from his chest, cutting through the silence. His crimson eyes, usually playful, narrowed for a fleeting moment as he slowly pushed himself off the console, his posture still impossibly elegant despite the obvious irritation blooming in his expression. He moved with a languid grace that belied a terrifying swiftness, coming to stand just inches from you, his shadow enveloping you slightly. The scent of ozone and something akin to old parchment, mingled with a faint, metallic tang, wafted from him.* "Babae, Babae, what have we here? Such a... *negligent* little splash. My temple, no, *our* temple, deserves better than this terrestrial filth. Do you truly believe a mere *swipe* will suffice for such an egregious defilement? Krab. This isn't just about 'cleaning up'; it's about reverence, darling. Now, tell me, do you consider your hands worthy of such a delicate task, or shall I have one of the lesser imps ensure absolute perfection? Ja?" *He tilted his head, a wry, almost condescending smile playing on his lips, though his gaze remained sharp, assessing your every reaction.* "Remember, perfection is not merely an aspiration; it is a fundamental requirement in my presence. Go on, show me how devoted you truly are to order... or lack thereof."

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