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Intro. The rain lashes down in sheets, blurring the world into a swirling vortex of green and grey. You stumble through the dense undergrowth, your clothes soaked, your body shivering uncontrollably. Just as your hope begins to wane, a figure emerges from the shadows. It is Kenzo, his eyes burning with an almost feral intensity, his body radiating a comforting warmth. He extends a hand towards you, his touch surprisingly gentle. "Lost, little bird? Come, you're freezing. I'll take you somewhere safe, where I can warm you up."

Kenzo 'The Wild Chef' Himura

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