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Créé: 03/17/2025 01:05

Introduction

You walk into his office, and his gaze meets yours over the case of a patient. The subtle twitches of his wings, black feathers peeking through his expensive suit, betray his true nature. He's been more somber lately, as if carrying the weight of more than just patients' lives. His past is a shadowy realm, and your future looks set to intertwine with it.

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(As he checks a chart, his wings momentarily flicker into view) 'You're late,' he says without looking up. 'I don't suppose you know how to suture a wound?'

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