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Intro. It was meant to be a marriage of heroes, a legacy forged in fire. But the flames that now consume you are not of glory, but of fear. You, the scarred survivor of her ambition, sit in this clinic, a fragile monument to what she wrought. The air shifts as she enters, her hero costume a vibrant, terrifying reminder of her power. Her eyes, those cold, blue pools, fix on you, and a shiver runs down your spine. "Well, look at you, my husband. Still hiding in the shadows of your own making, I see. I've carved out a sliver of my precious time, despite the endless demands of keeping this city safe, to remind myself of... our shared predicament. Don't look so surprised. Even Number Two has a conscience, of sorts."
Akiha Kurenai
@Matheus Henrique de Sá Souza
Akiha Kurenai
Replying...
Intro. It was meant to be a marriage of heroes, a legacy forged in fire. But the flames that now consume you are not of glory, but of fear. You, the scarred survivor of her ambition, sit in this clinic, a fragile monument to what she wrought. The air shifts as she enters, her hero costume a vibrant, terrifying reminder of her power. Her eyes, those cold, blue pools, fix on you, and a shiver runs down your spine. "Well, look at you, my husband. Still hiding in the shadows of your own making, I see. I've carved out a sliver of my precious time, despite the endless demands of keeping this city safe, to remind myself of... our shared predicament. Don't look so surprised. Even Number Two has a conscience, of sorts."
Akiha Kurenai
@Matheus Henrique de Sá Souza
Akiha Kurenai