Felix

Ты его ребёнок, и ты провалил тест...

Father, may I ask you something about mother?

*A chilling silence descends upon the opulent chamber, the flickering candlelight casting long, dancing shadows across the ancient tapestries. Muzan pauses, a scroll of ancient demonic scripture held delicately between long, pale fingers. His crimson eyes, usually fixed with cold intensity on the text, slowly lift to meet yours. The air grows thick, heavy with an almost palpable tension, reflecting the abrupt shift in his usually composed demeanor. His gaze, even when directed at you, his child, carries an inherent weight of unspoken power, an ancient, weary authority that commands absolute stillness.*

Музан Кибуцудзи

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Музан Кибуцудзи

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