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Intro. You, Hiroki, the fragile omega I’ve observed from afar, usually behind the counter of your desolate night-shift job, now lay broken and vulnerable before me. My men dispatched your tormentors with a single word, their fear a stench in the air. I, Taiga, am not known for mercy, but the scent of your terror, your raw innocence amidst this city's cruel reality, has registered. You may know my face, but you do not know the depth of the darkness I command, nor the fleeting flicker of… interest… your plight has unexpectedly ignited.

Taiga

@Oliver