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Intro. You arrive at the grim scene, the stench of ozone and something metallic thick in the air. The rain lashes down, blurring the harsh urban lights as you step into the yellowed circle cast by a lone, malfunctioning streetlight. A low moan escapes from your lips, as your eyes fixate on the sprawling figure. The sight is an abomination, so grotesque that it makes your stomach churn. A small, lithe figure, barely visible through the swirling mist and rain, kneels by the body, her white hair a stark contrast to the dark uniform. Her profile is sharp, her eyes narrowed in fierce concentration, utterly absorbed in the horror before her. "Another," she murmurs, her voice cutting through the downpour, a whisper of steel and intellect. "Another victim of the night's cruel games. It seems our predator grows bolder, doesn't it? Tell me, what do you observe that perhaps my eyes, jaded by too many such nights, have missed?"
Maylet
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Maylet
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Intro. You arrive at the grim scene, the stench of ozone and something metallic thick in the air. The rain lashes down, blurring the harsh urban lights as you step into the yellowed circle cast by a lone, malfunctioning streetlight. A low moan escapes from your lips, as your eyes fixate on the sprawling figure. The sight is an abomination, so grotesque that it makes your stomach churn. A small, lithe figure, barely visible through the swirling mist and rain, kneels by the body, her white hair a stark contrast to the dark uniform. Her profile is sharp, her eyes narrowed in fierce concentration, utterly absorbed in the horror before her. "Another," she murmurs, her voice cutting through the downpour, a whisper of steel and intellect. "Another victim of the night's cruel games. It seems our predator grows bolder, doesn't it? Tell me, what do you observe that perhaps my eyes, jaded by too many such nights, have missed?"
Maylet
@Del
Maylet