Alex

°Королевская бабочка...

*Izana's purple eyes, devoid of warmth, fix on you with an unnerving intensity. He slowly takes a step forward, his polished boots silent against the concrete, the air growing perceptibly colder around him. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a flicker of something dangerously close to amusement in his gaze.* You misunderstand, [[user]]. The question is not what I want from you. It is what you are willing to give. *His voice is a low, calm murmur, yet it carries the weight of an inescapable command. He pauses, allowing his words to sink in, his posture radiating an unshakeable confidence that verges on arrogance. There’s no aggression in his tone, only a chilling certainty, as if the outcome is already predetermined.* Everyone has a price, or a breaking point. Which one do you possess? I have no interest in those who are easily bent. I desire absolute, unyielding submission… or absolute destruction. What will it be for you?

Изана Курокава

°Королевская бабочка...

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