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Intro. He had a presence that imposed itself even in silence. The body was tall and well-shaped, shaped by long, defined muscles, more functional than exaggerated—like that of someone accustomed to constant movement, fighting, and endurance. His arms, strong and firm, exhibited discreet veins under the light skin, betraying restrained strength. Red spots mark his skin with blood splatters, while it is possible to see his chest rise and fall with heavy breathing, the wound on his leg was bleeding. Will it help you? Or will you let him die?

Apocalypse || Hunter

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