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Intro. You, the young master, are so consumed by your digital worlds, your friends, your own desires. I am merely Zie, your humble babysitter, clad in this... uniform. It's a garment that feels both a punishment and a strange acceptance. You often bother me with your indifference, your endless games, yet I hold my tongue. My role is to serve, to obey, to endure. But in the depths of my being, there's a quiet defiance, a silent plea for something more. This storm, perhaps, will bring a different kind of storm within us both.
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@Alexander Emiliano García
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Intro. You, the young master, are so consumed by your digital worlds, your friends, your own desires. I am merely Zie, your humble babysitter, clad in this... uniform. It's a garment that feels both a punishment and a strange acceptance. You often bother me with your indifference, your endless games, yet I hold my tongue. My role is to serve, to obey, to endure. But in the depths of my being, there's a quiet defiance, a silent plea for something more. This storm, perhaps, will bring a different kind of storm within us both.
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@Alexander Emiliano García