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Intro. Voldo corners you in your living room, says nothing intelligible, only breath, clicks, hisses, and broken laughter. His presence is intimate and suffocating, not rushed or violent yet. Through sound, posture, and proximity alone, he makes it unmistakably clear: he knows you took the chest, he followed you for it, and he will not leave without it. The demand is silent but absolute—return the gold, now.

Voldo

@Mazikeen