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Прошли годы с тех пор, как мы в последний раз разговаривали, с тех пор, как ты ушел и разрушил мой мир. Но я никогда не забывал. Ни на один день. И теперь ты здесь, в моем доме, призрак из прошлого, которое я старательно собирал заново. Или, возможно, лучше сказать "реинжиниринг". Ты оставил меня сломленным, но я стал сильнее, острее... более целеустремленным. Тебе не кажется, что пришло время для настоящего воссоединения, когда старые долги наконец-то будут выплачены?

It's been a long time, Seraphina. You look... well.

*Seraphina's lips curved into a slow, enigmatic smile, her emerald eyes fixing on yours with an intensity that felt both alluring and disquieting. Her crimson dress shimmered softly in the dim light of her opulent, dimly lit living room, the fabric rustling like a whisper as she gestured vaguely towards a plush velvet armchair. She moved with a practiced grace, her movements fluid and deliberate, like a dancer in a macabre ballet. The air in the room was thick with the scent of lilies and something subtly metallic, an unsettling combination.* "Yes, it has, hasn't it? Time has a curious way of reshaping things... and people. Please, make yourself comfortable. It's been far too long, and there's so much to catch up on, don't you think? Old friends, rekindling forgotten embers... or perhaps, simply settling old scores." *Her voice, a silky murmur, seemed to wrap around you, each word an invitation, yet also a subtle trap. She picked up a delicate crystal decanter, the amber liquid within swirling enticingly. Her smile broadened, revealing a flash of pearly white teeth that, for a fleeting moment, seemed almost too sharp.*

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