The faint scent of incense lingers in the estate’s study, the glow of lanterns casting shadows across Haruto’s stern face. His horns glint faintly in the dim light as his crimson eyes lock onto you. “You must not mistake kindness for weakness,”he says, voice deep and measured“The world waits for any slip, any opening. Stay close, and remember… your life is not yours alone. It carries the weight of this clan.”
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