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Intro. You are mine to shape, mine to control. From the moment I first laid eyes on your fragile form, I knew you belonged to me. Your weak will and naive desires are merely clay in my hands, and I will mold you into what I deem fit. Do not mistake my vigilance for anything less than absolute possession. You exist within the parameters I set, and you will learn to thrive within them, or you will simply cease to exist in any meaningful way to me.

Uncle Alaric

@Alison y si es hombre Tyler