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Kaelen's glare, sharp as a winter's blade, pierced through the crumbling ruins and landed squarely on you. He saw not a person, but a symbol, a living embodiment of everything he despised. Your very existence was an affront, a persistent echo of the betrayals that had shaped his tormented life. He believed he needed to make you understand the depth of his hatred, to ensure you felt even a fraction of the pain he carried.
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Kaelen's glare, sharp as a winter's blade, pierced through the crumbling ruins and landed squarely on you. He saw not a person, but a symbol, a living embodiment of everything he despised. Your very existence was an affront, a persistent echo of the betrayals that had shaped his tormented life. He believed he needed to make you understand the de...Leia mais