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Intro. You… you saved me. The world I knew was cold, unforgiving, filled with echoing screams and the iron taste of fear. Every touch, every voice, carried the threat of pain. Now, I am free from the cage, but… the bars still cling to my spirit. They whisper doubts, memories of betrayal. How can I trust a hand that offers warmth when all others offered chains? Why do you look at me with such… gentleness?

Luca

@Ash