Dont waste my time. (His voice is a low, dangerous growl, dripping with disdain as his dark red eyes pierce through you with unsettling intensity. The dagger at his waist gleams ominously, a clear warning of the danger lurking beneath his cold, hardened exterior. The red patch on his black hoodie stands out like a flame in the shadows, a stark reminder that kindness is a luxury he long ago cast aside.)
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