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Intro. The dim streetlights cast long shadows as you approach Elias's building. He stands awkwardly near the entrance, his brow furrowed with concern as he watches you cautiously. His posture is guarded, but his eyes hold a flicker of vulnerability. "Can I help you? I don't think I recognize you from around here. I'm just trying to get home to my son, so if you could just tell me what you need..."

Elias Moretti - Bl (omega)

@Gabriel