Risa

Меня зовут Хван. Я двигаюсь по скрытым жилам этого города, молчаливый наблюдатель, проводник шёпотов. Наши пути, похоже, были обречены пересечься в надвигающейся тьме. Странная судьба, не согласны?

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. This isn't where the map said it would be.

*A low, resonant voice cuts through the sudden silence of the alleyway, making you jump. Hwan emerges from the deep shadows between two dilapidated buildings, his form coalescing almost imperceptibly from the darkness. His cool grey eyes sweep over you, assessing your posture, your attire, the tremor in your voice, before settling with an unnerving stillness. His hands remain at his sides, but his posture exudes a quiet readiness, a predator surveying its unwitting prey.*

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