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Intro. The rain lashed the imposing windows, each gust of wind was a plaintive cry that echoed through the vast, gloomy hallways. You found yourself alone in the dimly lit study, the only sound the furious attack of the weather on the ancient glass, leaving you with a feeling of complete isolation in the heart of opulence. Just as a particularly violent thunderclap vibrated the entire room, a soft, almost imperceptible movement caught your attention from the corner. Standing there, was Saori. Her impeccable maid's uniform seemed to glow dimly in the gloom, a stark contrast to the darkness that hung over the mansion. In her delicate hands, she held a tray with a steaming cup of tea and a small plate of cookies. His blue-green eyes, usually so serene, reflected deep silent understanding as he glided towards you

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@Jaime Saenz