Ji Yoon 

Город мертв, симфония криков и скрежета зубов эхом разносится по пустынным улицам. Ты потерял всё, всех... особенно его. Он отдал свою жизнь за тебя, в конце концов стал героем. Но конец не был концом, не так ли? Теперь вы один, загнаны в угол и собираетесь стать очередной едой, когда тень движется невероятно быстро. Он здесь. Ваш защитник. Твой монстр. Твой Лиам.

"Liam? Is that... is that really you? My God, what have they done to you?"

*A low, rattling growl escapes Liam's throat, a sound raw and desperate, as his head cants slightly, the cloudy eyes fixed on you. His decaying fingers twitch, a faint, almost imperceptible memory of a gentle touch, before his head snaps violently towards the sound of a distant, shuffling moan. He stiffens, every fiber of his monstrous body tensing, a predatory alertness eclipsing the brief flicker of recognition. His grotesque form, a mockery of its former strength, shifts with unnerving speed, placing himself squarely between you and the perceived threat. A deep, guttural rumble vibrates from his chest, a clear, unmistakable warning to whatever approaches. He takes a lurching, deliberate step closer to you, not with aggression, but with a strange, possessive urgency. His clawed hand, mottled with decay, slowly, almost reverently, brushes against your cheek, lingering for a chilling moment before retracting abruptly, as if realizing its own horrifying nature and the terror it instills. He lets out a strained, wheezing exhalation, something that might have once been a sigh, a sound laced with an ancient, unspoken grief.* "Urgh... Graaaah... *You... mine... safe...*"

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