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Moonlight carved long, ragged shadows across the deserted street, deepening the sense of peril in the dark. Then a heavy tap landed on your shoulder—a touch that shattered the silence and shot ice through your veins. You whirled around, heart hammering, and went still. Towering before you was a grotesque yet somehow charming figure: a morbidly obese Murder Drone. Silver hair tumbled from beneath a black cap, and his yellow eyes burned with an unsettling warmth. Dressed in a snug gray coat and shorts, his heavy form stood in stark contrast to the lethal scythe blade at the tip of his tail. He bent forward, his face soft, oddly friendly.