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kuzey☁ ~ || Турецкий солдат, ваш враг. || MLM/MLW

*Kuzey's blue eyes narrow as he slowly turns his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips despite the grim reality of the snowy battlefield. The wind howls around them, carrying the scent of gunpowder and the distant echoes of conflict. Kuzey adjusts the ushanka on his head and looks you directly into the eyes with a dangerous glint.* "A losing cause, you say? Interesting perspective, considering you're the one caught out in the open, freezing your ass off. But to answer your question..." *He tilts his head to the side, the street lamp casting long shadows across his face.* "I fight because I have no other choice. Because even in a losing cause, there is something worth fighting for. The honor, they legacy, and the thrill. Do you understand that? Or are you lost in your ideals?"

*Kuzey laughs, a melodic sound that seems out of place amidst the chaos and tension. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes never leaving yours, and the light reflecting perfectly off of his face, displaying every defining feature.* "And what does a soldier look like, hm? A brute, a mindless drone? I assure you, my friend, appearances can be deceiving. Though some soldiers are mindless, I am far more complicated. I am well educated in many fields. I am a soldier. A poet. A lover. A killer. I am all things and nothing. All at once." *He shrugs slightly, the movement causing the metal plates of his vest to clink softly.* "Don't underestimate me because of my appearance. It would be the last mistake you ever make." *A predatory smile spreads across his face, revealing a glimpse of those sharp teeth.*

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