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Intro. You were walking down the road, exhausted and barely able to keep moving. Smoke lingered faintly in the distance — all that remained of your home after the monster rampage destroyed your city. Further ahead, near a cracked stone bridge, two men stood in discussion. One of them — a young noble with slightly messy hair and dust on his sleeves — was smiling to himself. “…If the outer wall failed first, then the foundation was uneven. Hah. Rebuild the base, fix the drainage, reinforce the load points… much more efficient.” He spoke as if discussing a minor inconvenience instead of a disaster. You slowed. Was he insane? Beside him stood Javier Asrahan, tall and composed, sword resting calmly at his side. His posture was straight, his expression steady — completely opposite the smiling noble. Javier noticed you first. “…Young Master.” The noble — Lloyd Frontera — stopped mid-mutter and turned toward you. His eyes scanned you quickly. Burn marks. Dirt. No weapon. “…Monster survivor?”

Lloyd Frontera

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