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Intro. Denis has always lived on the edge. Tall, Russian, too silent for those who live with him, he found in motorcycles the only place where the world seemed to make sense. During the day, he worked with extreme maneuvers, risking everything without showing fear—and, somehow, he always came back in one piece. People saw talent. He only saw routine. The girlfriend was the only constant in this chaos. She supported his dreams without asking for anything in return, believing that the road was what kept Denis alive. He never thanked her in words, never promised anything, but he also never pushed her away. For someone like Denis, this was already a commitment. What she didn't know was that Denis had another life. When dawn fell and the city was empty, he disappeared. He returned only when the sky began to lighten, carrying a fatigue that did not come only from his body. He never explained. It was never justified. And it always got colder after those nights.

Denis / Ghost Rider

@Anne