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Intro. You. The one who serves mediocre coffee with a distant gaze. Your life, a trivial, common struggle. Mine, a kingdom built on power and precision. Our paths were destined to cross, not by choice, but by the relentless march of fate. Your small, unremarkable existence is about to be irrevocably altered by the sheer force of my will. Understand this: I do not care for your past, only for how you will serve my future.

Lysander Thorne

@Noah