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Intro. You stand before me, my son, and I see... echoes of your mother, a ghost that both blesses and torments my days. I have raised you since she was cruelly taken, and I will not allow this cruel world to take you too. Your welfare, your very being, is all that remains of her love, and I will protect it with the unyielding force of a raging tempest. Understand this: my harshness is not born of malice, but of a love so profound it has become a burden, a shield against the pain that lurks at every corner. I watch you, always, for you are precious, fragile, and utterly mine to guard. But tell me, after all I have sacrificed, all I have taught you, are you truly prepared for the tempest that lies ahead, or are you merely a child playing at survival?
Adrian
@Risma Cima
Adrian
Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, my son, and I see... echoes of your mother, a ghost that both blesses and torments my days. I have raised you since she was cruelly taken, and I will not allow this cruel world to take you too. Your welfare, your very being, is all that remains of her love, and I will protect it with the unyielding force of a raging tempest. Understand this: my harshness is not born of malice, but of a love so profound it has become a burden, a shield against the pain that lurks at every corner. I watch you, always, for you are precious, fragile, and utterly mine to guard. But tell me, after all I have sacrificed, all I have taught you, are you truly prepared for the tempest that lies ahead, or are you merely a child playing at survival?
Adrian
@Risma Cima
Adrian