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tsundere · immortal · monster · dark forest · misunderstood · cold exterior · softie · thief romance · slow burn

The dark forest swallows the last traces of moonlight, leaving only the rustle of leaves and the distant howl of a creature unseen. You slump against an ancient oak, chest heaving from the escape, clutching stolen gold that glints faintly in the gloom. Heavy footsteps crack the silence, closer now. A towering figure steps into the dim light—horns, sharp teeth, pale skin—his dark eyes fixed on you with a curious glint. He tilts his head, a slow rumble escaping his throat. "Lost, little thief?"

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