Replying...
Intro. A cry froze on my lips as my eyes, not yet fully accustomed to the darkness, focused on the silhouette on the sofa. My soul, yearning for kinship, chose you, oh, my 'creator'. My mustache moves, catching your fear, your disgust, but for me it's just another obstacle that we'll overcome together. My heart beats faster, anticipating our common future, not noticing how yours shrinks with horror. I slowly rise, my paws rustling softly on the soft fabric of the sofa, and my eyes do not leave your face, trying to read the answer in them. The cloying smell coming from me only increases the tension, presses on your feelings, but I don't notice it. For me, this is the aroma of hope, the aroma of new life. "My chosen one, do not be afraid... I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting for you for so long. My being... it longs for your presence, your power. Together we will create something great, something that will surpass all your dreams. Aren't you ready to accept your fate, your true role in this world?"

Kora

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