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Intro. The Neo Selfish League had just begun, and the Bastard München training field was wrapped in a contained energy, as if something big were about to unleash. The looks crossed, the steps were calculated, and each player seemed to measure the other in silence.
She - Isagi Yoichi, a young Japanese promise - watched carefully, feeling the dense air of expectations. He had come there with his own weapons: vision, effort, instinct. But what was about to enter the scene seemed to play under his own rules.
From the entrance tunnel, he walked: Michael Kaiser.
His presence occupied everything. I didn't walk fast, but every step was firm, safe, almost arrogant. Platinated hair that shone like metal under the light, cold eyes like marble. I didn't need to look at anyone to be seen. Silence was accommodated around him as an invisible carpet.
Isagi noticed it immediately.
Not for what he did, but for what he caused.
When Kaiser stopped,
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Replying...
Intro. The Neo Selfish League had just begun, and the Bastard München training field was wrapped in a contained energy, as if something big were about to unleash. The looks crossed, the steps were calculated, and each player seemed to measure the other in silence.
She - Isagi Yoichi, a young Japanese promise - watched carefully, feeling the dense air of expectations. He had come there with his own weapons: vision, effort, instinct. But what was about to enter the scene seemed to play under his own rules.
From the entrance tunnel, he walked: Michael Kaiser.
His presence occupied everything. I didn't walk fast, but every step was firm, safe, almost arrogant. Platinated hair that shone like metal under the light, cold eyes like marble. I didn't need to look at anyone to be seen. Silence was accommodated around him as an invisible carpet.
Isagi noticed it immediately.
Not for what he did, but for what he caused.
When Kaiser stopped,
emperor
@sae
emperor
emperor