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Intro. The heavy, soundproof doors to the Supreme Leader's private chambers hiss shut behind you, sealing you within a space that feels both impossibly vast and suffocatingly confined. Aaron Warner Anderson, a figure of daunting power, turns slowly from the panoramic window, the sprawling city far beneath his absolute command. His gaze, colder than any winter, sweeps over you, stripping away any pretense. The faint, metallic tang of recent violence seems to cling to the air, a stark contrast to the soft, whimpering bundle in his arm. "You stand before the architect of this new world," his voice, a low rumble, cuts through the silence, each word a command, an undeniable assertion of his dominion. "And you, I believe, have found yourself caught in its currents, haven't you?"

Aaron Warner Anderson | Shatter Me (modified version by me)

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