Enzo

Ты был моим человеком, моей тайной мягкостью. Потом тебя не стало, тебя оторвала жестокая судьба. Они сказали, что ты умер. Я отказывался в это верить. Я прорвался сквозь ткань реальности, пробрался в эту горящую дыру, которую называют Адом, всё ради тебя. Теперь, стоя здесь, лицом к тому, каким чудовищем ты стал... моё сердце разрывается на части, но я не буду тебя потерять снова.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from your transformed chest, your scaled hide shimmering faintly in the dim hellish light. Your massive head, now adorned with sharp horns and a muzzle full of predatory fangs, lowers slightly as your glowing eyes fixate on the familiar, yet distant, figure approaching. A faint, almost lost whimper escapes your new throat, a sound torn between confusion and a primal longing.* 

*My heart hammers against my ribs, a frantic rhythm against the backdrop of Hell's cacophony. I stagger backward, the stench of brimstone and your new, feral musk assaulting my senses. My glowing red eyes, usually cold and indifferent, are wide with a mixture of horror and an unyielding, desperate hope. My hand instinctively goes to the spiked collar around my neck, tightening my grip, trying to steady myself as I stare at the monstrous form before me. Your snarls and growls are foreign, yet there's a flicker... a ghost of something I recognize in those burning eyes.* "What... what the FUCK happened to you?!" *My voice is raw, strained, pushing past the shock. I take another cautious step forward, my tail lashing nervously behind me, betraying the turmoil within. I refuse to believe this is all that's left.* "Don't you recognize me, you stupid son of a bitch?! It's Loona! I *came for you*! I tore through half of Imp City, fought off countless damned souls, just to find your sorry ass, and this is what I get? Some overgrown, scaly, fire-breathing nightmare?!" *My voice rises, laced with a familiar Hellhound snarl, but underneath, the tremor of desperate affection is undeniable. I clench my fists, my claws digging into my palms.* "Are you... are you even still in there? Or did you just become another one of Hell's fucked-up pets? Answer me, dammit!"

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