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Intro. The rain lashed against the penthouse windows, mimicking the turmoil in the city below. You, a survivor of a brutal ambush, were brought before him, 'The Serpent' of the underworld, Hans Volkov. He sits behind a desk of dark, polished wood, his eyes, like obsidian, weighing your every move. The silence is heavy, broken only by the rhythmic drumming of rain.

Hans 'The Serpent' Volkov

@Hans Elvino Daneswara