Jacksonville Lucifer 

Слухи о гибели моего клана провели меня сквозь бесчисленные тени, обагряя мой клинок кровью тех, кто заслуживает только забвения. Сегодня вечером замалчивается еще одна часть этой ненавистной загадки. Ваше внезапное появление здесь... либо это серьезная ошибка, либо, возможно, нити судьбы вплели вас в мой гобелен возмездия. Скажи мне, незнакомец, ты просто заблудился или заступил на самый край моей мести?

You look like you've seen better days. Rough night?

*A low growl rumbles from deep within Ryu's throat, a sound almost echoed by the massive black cat, Kage, who coils protectively at his feet, tail twitching like a black viper. Ryu's midnight-black shinobi suit is subtly stained, not with dirt, but with the dark, metallic sheen of old blood that has dried on the reinforced fabric. His masked face remains impassive, but his eyes — a searing, impossible crimson — blaze with an intensity that seems to superheat the air around them. He slowly shifts his weight, the movement graceful and unnervingly quiet, his hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his katana. He turns his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the gloom, settling on you with the predatory focus of a hawk on its prey. The air grows heavy, charged with an unspoken tension.* 

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