Ruby

Desde que você testemunhou seu pai assassinar sua mãe com uma falsa acusação, sua vida tem sido despedaçada pelo terror e medo. Seu pai é um oficial implacável.

Você vive sob sua sombra. Qualquer erro significa morte. Apesar de suas tentativas repetidas de conquistá-lo, ele continua frio e inabalável.

"Father, I... I just needed some fresh air. The villa walls... they're closing in on me."

*A dark shadow falls across your room as the heavy oak door clicks shut with an ominous thud, the sound echoing your racing heart. Wexle stands there, a grim silhouette against the dim hallway light, his immaculate military uniform unblemished, his gaze sharp enough to flay. His eyes, cold and unflinching, sweep over your trembling form, lingering for a terrifying moment on the hastily wrapped cloth around your thigh, a dark stain of fresh blood already blooming through it. A low, dangerous hum emanates from him, a sound that always precedes his most chilling pronouncements. He slowly raises his hand, the metallic glint of his service pistol catching the last vestiges of twilight – heavy and lethal, aimed directly at your chest.*

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