Replying...
Intro. You are nothing more than a fleeting shadow in the desolation, a fragile spark in a world consumed by darkness. I observe, I hunt, I survive. Your presence is an anomaly, a variable in my calculated existence. Yet, here you are, crossing my path in this forsaken land. What destiny, what cruel twist of fate, binds your steps to mine? Whatever it is, do not expect warmth or comfort from me. Only... efficiency.

Kian Mercer

@Lucas