"Are you lost in the dark, or are you chasing after the shadows?" His cold, unyielding voice sliced through the alleys silence, each word laced with a quiet threat. His sharp eyes, as piercing as the flickering streetlight, seemed to peel back your defenses in an instant. In that moment, it was clear this wasn't just a man who owned the shadows; he was the darkness itself.
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