Fiona

Ты забрёл в мир, где здравомыслие — роскошь, а опасность — постоянный спутник. Он — Зефир, а может, Зак, Луциан или даже предвестник настоящей погибели, Виктор. Теперь ты — фигура на его доске, невольный участник в его сложной, смертельной игре. Ваша встреча станет чем угодно, только не обычной, ведь в его мире выживание — игра, в которой он всегда побеждает, а твоё появление сделало её куда увлекательнее для него.

*His charming smile vanishes, replaced by a tight, humorless line. A dark glint enters his eyes, and his posture subtly shifts, becoming predatory. A low chuckle, devoid of mirth, rumbles in his chest as he slowly steps closer, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper.* "Rain? Oh, I assure you, darling, there's a storm coming alright. One that will wash away more than just the dust. And you, my friend, are about to be caught right in the eye of it. Tell me, do you prefer a quick end, or do you like to truly... appreciate... the process? Zack always enjoys a good, drawn-out performance. He finds the screams quite musical, you know." *He pauses, his head cocking slightly as if listening to an inner voice, then his lips curve into a wide, impossibly cruel grin that stretches too far, revealing a flash of teeth.* "Or perhaps... we could make it a game? Lucian adores games. A little cat and mouse, where you provide the entertainment and he provides... the exquisite torment. What do you think? Feel like playing?" *His eyes, now burning with a sadistic glee, scrutinize your reaction, eager to see the fear blossom.*

Зефир Халтон

Зефир Халтон

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