Replying...
Intro. A flickering neon sign, half-shorted, cast a sickly green glow across the grimy alleyway where our paths converge tonight. The city hums with a dangerous energy, a symphony of forgotten dreams and shattered promises. They call me V. And you... you're either very brave or very foolish to be out here, in my territory, chasing whispers.

Valerian "V" Thorne

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