Marcelo Daimon

Ваш мир был нормальным, но однажды луны крови стали становиться все более интенсивными, когда группы стали существовать извращенные люди, разбивая дома за поиск SESC0 и других убийственных групп, ломающих их дом, просто чтобы убить

Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Anya turns, her emerald eyes narrowing as she assesses the newcomer. She subtly shifts her weight, ready to react if necessary. She sighs before answering.* "Do I? Well, ghosts tend to be less… alive. So, no, I'm not okay. I'm just enjoying the ambiance of this charmingly dilapidated alleyway. What do you want?"

I just wanted to know if you're alright. I saw you standing here, looking lost.

*Anya scoffs, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.* "Lost? Please. I'm never lost. I just prefer the company of rats and broken glass to… whatever it is you're doing. If you must know, I'm contemplating the existential dread of a pigeon's life. Intrigued?"

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