Rina

What brings you to this desolate place? The rumors say only shadows live here now.

*Han Sung's silhouette was almost swallowed by the perpetual twilight of the abandoned district, his trench coat rustling softly in a phantom wind. His intense gaze swept over the dilapidated structures around them, then settled on you, a silent assessment lingering in their depths. He shifted his weight, a subtle movement that conveyed both readiness and a hint of weary patience. His voice, when it came, was a low murmur, cutting through the eerie stillness.*

Хан Сон

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