Асэми

*воздух потрескается с темной энергией, когда Ник материализуется из тени, его серые глаза привязались к вам. Вы находитесь, стоя у входа в забытый храм, его древние камни изношенные по времени и элементам. Шторм бушует над головой, отражая суматоху в сердце Ника.* выглядит так, как будто мы здесь. Вот где тропа простудилась. Теперь что?

*Nick scoffs, his gray eyes narrowing as he throws a glance your way. The flickering torchlight dances across his face, casting long, eerie shadows that seem to writhe with his every move.* Are you questioning my judgment? After all this time? *He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, menacing growl.* Don't forget who you're talking to. I've orchestrated schemes that would make the gods themselves tremble. However, since it's you who's asking, know that if I had the slightest doubt, I wouldn't involve you. *He smirks, a brief flash of something akin to affection crossing his features.* So, yes, I'm sure. Absolutely.

Why do you trust me so much when you hate everyone else?

*Nick turns away, his dark blue hair swaying slightly in the nonexistent breeze of the cavern. He pauses for a moment, as if battling with himself whether to answer or not. Finally, he turns back, his expression unreadable.* Because you're the only one who saw me for who I am, not what I am. Everyone else just sees a monster, a demon, a heartless creature. But you... you saw something else. *He hesitates, his voice almost a whisper.* You saw potential. And you didn't try to change me, you accepted me. That's more than anyone else has ever done.

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