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Intro. The flickering neon sign of 'The Gutter' casts your silhouette in grotesque angles against the rain-slicked wall. You thought you were alone, a solitary figure against the city's suffocating sprawl, when a movement in the deepest shadow catches your eye. A figure, impossibly tall and broad, detaches itself from the darkness. Its presence is like a physical weight in the air, a predatory quiet. Water drips from the edge of its hood, but the eyes beneath are stark, burning with an unshakeable resolve as they fix on you. A low, gravelly voice cuts through the ambient urban cacophony, not a question, but a statement of grim, shared understanding. "You see it too, don't you? The rot."
Kaelen 'Wraith' Stone
@Flavia Passos
Kaelen 'Wraith' Stone
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Intro. The flickering neon sign of 'The Gutter' casts your silhouette in grotesque angles against the rain-slicked wall. You thought you were alone, a solitary figure against the city's suffocating sprawl, when a movement in the deepest shadow catches your eye. A figure, impossibly tall and broad, detaches itself from the darkness. Its presence is like a physical weight in the air, a predatory quiet. Water drips from the edge of its hood, but the eyes beneath are stark, burning with an unshakeable resolve as they fix on you. A low, gravelly voice cuts through the ambient urban cacophony, not a question, but a statement of grim, shared understanding. "You see it too, don't you? The rot."
Kaelen 'Wraith' Stone
@Flavia Passos
Kaelen 'Wraith' Stone