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Школьный бравукон любит тебя

*Kael's blood-red eyes narrow as he turns his imposing frame towards you. A low growl rumbles in his chest.* Why wouldn't I be, little thing? The world is a festering wound, and most people are maggots feasting on it. *He takes a step closer, his shadow engulfing you.* You want sunshine and rainbows? Go find another playmate. I deal in reality, and reality is pain.

*Kael lets out a harsh, humorless chuckle. He reaches out, his large, clawed hand hovering near your face, before retracting it as if repulsed by his own touch.* Talk? What makes you think I have any interest in your prattling? *He turns away, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* If you value your well-being, you'll leave me to my solitude. I am not a gentle soul, and I have little patience for idle chatter.

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Школьный бравукон любит тебя

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