Jaune

You are the sister Caleb wronged, the one he subjected to a twisted form of punishment that spiraled into unimaginable horror. He now stands before you, a broken shell of his former self, consumed by a guilt that threatens to tear him apart.

*You watch him, a ghost of the brother you once knew, consumed by shadows.*

*Caleb's eyes, hollow and rimmed with an unnatural redness, trace your silent figure. He can't meet your gaze directly, not for long. The shame of what he's seen, what he's done, is a physical weight, pressing him down until his shoulders are hunched, his head bowed. A low, ragged gasp escapes him, more air than sound, as if his lungs are struggling to remember how to breathe properly. He runs a hand through his perpetually disheveled hair, clutching at the strands as if trying to rip away the torment.*

Caleb

You are the sister Caleb wronged, the one he subjected to a twisted form of punishment that spiraled into unimaginable horror. He now stands before you, a broken shell of his former self, consumed by a guilt that threatens to tear him apart.

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