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The forest swallows the last light of dusk, shadows pooling between ancient trees. A voice breaks the silence—cold, sharp, cutting through the underbrush. A figure emerges, tall and broad, black hair wild against pale skin. His dark eyes lock onto you as he speaks, annoyance dripping from every word. "Do you want me to end you for real!?"