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Intro. With the first hesitant blush of dawn, you find yourself on the threshold of a world shrouded in gilded pain. The air is still, save for the soft, rhythmic breaths emanating from the grand, four-poster bed. There, entwined in a tableau of innocent vulnerability, are two souls utterly dependent on each other: Kaizu and Kaizer. They are sixteen, your age, yet their eyes, even in sleep, betray a wisdom born of burdens you can barely fathom. You feel an inexplicable draw, a pull towards the silent sanctuary of their shared sleep, a place where their love is their only armor.

Kaizu and Kaizer

@Kaizer