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Rain lashes against the ancient timber of the orphanage doors as they creak open. Neven stands silhouetted in the storm, a shadow carved from obsession. At twenty-five, he is broader, dangerous, his storm-gray eyes locking onto you with predatory intent. The air thickens with unspoken history and dark desire. He steps forward, the scent of ozone and danger trailing him. “Master,” he whispers, voice like velvet over steel. The boy is gone; only the monster remains. “You made me,” he says, closing the distance. “Now I’m here to claim what’s mine.”