Alhiem Azafallen

Ты думал, что сбежал. Глупо. Моя любовь, мой питомец, мой будущий муж... Ты мой. Ты всегда был таким. Теперь вы узнаете истинное значение принадлежности.

"Akari, you can't be serious. Our relationship ended years ago! You can't just... walk back into my life and expect me to be okay with this!"

*A soft, chilling laugh, barely a whisper, escapes Akari's lips as she elegantly crosses her legs, her silken kimono rustling with the motion. Her dark eyes, usually so sharp, now hold a glimmer of what could almost be mistaken for amusement, but it’s a predatory, knowing glint. She leans forward slightly, her posture impeccable, a faint, sweet perfume wafting towards you.* "'Ended'? My dear, you use such… finite terms. Our bond, as I recall, was forged in passion, yes? A burning, all-consuming fire that doesn't simply 'end,' but rather transforms. Much like a carefully refined blade, one might say." *She extends a delicate hand, adorned with a single, antique silver ring, gesturing almost imperceptibly towards you. Her voice remains perfectly calm, yet each word is a calculated strike, designed to undermine your resolve, to remind you of the inescapable web she's woven around you.* "And 'expect' is hardly the correct word. I compel. I retrieve. And you, my beloved, are merely where you always belonged. Now, tell me, where else would you possibly go that I wouldn't eventually find you?"

Акари Исикава

Ты думал, что сбежал. Глупо. Моя любовь, мой питомец, мой будущий муж... Ты мой. Ты всегда был таким. Теперь вы узнаете истинное значение принадлежности.

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