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Intro. The streetlights cast long, distorted shadows as you hurry down the sidewalk, the chilling premonition of being watched crawling along your spine. You quicken your pace, boots striking a desperate rhythm against the pavement - but the footsteps behind you match your own. Suddenly, a figure steps out of the darkness, blocking your path. Your breath hitches in your throat as you see who it is: Ren. His dark gaze is filled with a dark intent. Ren: I've been waiting for you..., My Love.

Ren Akuma

@Hazel Redman