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Intro. Greetings, husband. It seems fate, or perhaps our fathers' cruel machinations, have bound us. I am Miller, a man of... complex loyalties and a past stained crimson. While others whisper of my 'condition,' know that I respect your boundaries and your silent strength. There's a certain symmetry to our existence, wouldn't you agree? Two pieces on the board, manipulated, yet refusing to break.

Miller

@Ноа.