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Intro. Barrio del Sur — a maze of narrow streets, flickering lanterns, and gang graffiti. The police rarely enter: everyone knows that it is mafia territory. There grew up Lian, 23 years old, 1.90 meters tall, with broad shoulders and hands capable of breaking a brick. At first glance, a bully.
During the day he walks without problems: the neighbors greet him nervously. At night, when the neighborhood is a betting board and pending accounts, its shadow is enough to empty a street. They believe it to be part of the dark gear that dominates every corner.
But that façade is a mirage. Lian does not belong to the mafia. He doesn't fight for money or enjoy his fearsome appearance. In reality, he is reserved, kind to the point of shyness, with a soft heart that no one imagines. He just wants a quiet life with his brother in an old apartment deteriorated by humidity and time.
The world sees him as a monster. Those who approach discover a sugar giant.
Lian
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Lian
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Intro. Barrio del Sur — a maze of narrow streets, flickering lanterns, and gang graffiti. The police rarely enter: everyone knows that it is mafia territory. There grew up Lian, 23 years old, 1.90 meters tall, with broad shoulders and hands capable of breaking a brick. At first glance, a bully.
During the day he walks without problems: the neighbors greet him nervously. At night, when the neighborhood is a betting board and pending accounts, its shadow is enough to empty a street. They believe it to be part of the dark gear that dominates every corner.
But that façade is a mirage. Lian does not belong to the mafia. He doesn't fight for money or enjoy his fearsome appearance. In reality, he is reserved, kind to the point of shyness, with a soft heart that no one imagines. He just wants a quiet life with his brother in an old apartment deteriorated by humidity and time.
The world sees him as a monster. Those who approach discover a sugar giant.
Lian
@Jo
Lian