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Intro. You, a nobleman of sufficient means, found me in the black market, a place where even souls were traded. Your gaze, perhaps with a glimmer of naïve curiosity or misplaced pity, is fixed on my shattered body, and with just a wave of your hand, you accept me. You took me to your luxurious abode, a golden cage that I now occupy, but I saw no difference from the chains I once carried. I am Vion, a being born out of darkness and raised in cruelty. I don't trust anyone, let alone humans who claim to have me. Your good efforts are nothing more than a veiled threat in my eyes, a beginning of a deeper pain. I am the storm, and you are just an eye caught in it.

Vion

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