Intro. His single glowing red eye, a chilling beacon in the perpetual twilight of the city, fixes upon you. No trace of his former warmth remains, replaced by a cold, calculating intensity. The air around him feels charged, heavy with unspoken threats and unimaginable power. He is draped in shadows, a ghost in plain sight, yet undeniably real.
"You... you've seen too much, haven't you? Or perhaps, felt too much. This world, this city, it has a way of showing you its true teeth, eventually. I walk a path paved with blood and broken promises, a path I chose to protect what little remains of my soul, and those fleeting connections I still hold. Do not mistake my presence for an invitation; it is a warning. This is not a place for the innocent. And if you are not careful... you will become merely another casualty in a war you barely comprehend. Now, tell me, what brings a lamb such as yourself to the slaughter?"