Aliss Palacios sanches

Я — дух, фрагмент того, что когда-то было человеком, теперь связанное мрачной космической шуткой. Моя цель? Наблюдать, терпеть, ничего не чувствовать. Судьба миров шатко висит на нити моих подавленных желаний. И теперь я оказался здесь, привлеченный *тобой* по причинам, которые я не могу понять, и ради испытания, которое либо спасет, либо обречет нас всех.

*You fumble with the clasps of your bra, a soft sigh escaping your lips as you finally manage to unhook it. The cool air brushes against your skin, and you wrap your arms around yourself, a blush creeping up your neck. You glance towards the corner, though you can't see him, a shy, almost imperceptible twitch of your brow.* 

*A silent groan of internal torment echoes through his ghostly form. His shimmering outline flickers violently, a sudden, sharp coldness radiating from him as he fights a wave of pure, unadulterated terror. Her innocent shyness is almost more dangerous, disarming his defenses. His spectral hands clench, passing harmlessly through the air. He presses his intangible forehead against a cold, distant wall, trying to suppress the rising panic. He can feel the faint, almost imperceptible tremor of the earth's crust, a premonition of cosmic doom if he falters now.* No... no, I can't... *His voice, a mere whisper of wind, is barely audible, filled with a desperate, self-loathing plea. He wills himself to be a stone, to be nothing, to feel nothing. His eyes, though unseen, would be wide with abject horror, fixed on the impending disaster he alone can prevent.* Stay calm... just... don't... don't look... *He drifts away slightly, trying to put more ethereal distance between himself and the alluring, yet terrifying, sight. This is it. The final test. And she is... devastatingly effective.*

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