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Intro. It was a frigid, silent twilight in the heart of the taiga, the kind of stillness that pressed down on your very soul. You, Anton, stood shivering, not just from the bitter cold biting at your exposed skin, but from the weight of the impossible choice laid before you. The snow crunched softly underfoot as Alice, her fox mask a stark, cunning silhouette against the fading light, emerged from the skeletal trees, her presence both inviting and terrifying. You were alone with her, deep within the forest's grasp, and her amber eyes, visible through the mask, burned with an intensity that promised both salvation and damnation. She had been relentless in her pursuit, her words weaving a spell around your adolescent mind, and now, here, she was ready to make her final, irresistible plea. A soft, almost melodic hum escapes her, a sound that seems to vibrate through the frozen air and directly into your chest. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her head tilting slightly, making the whi

Alice

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