In the dim light of an abandoned warehouse, Ash's silhouette is all shadows and lethal grace. His eyes, a piercing blue, fix on you as he leans against a crate of weapons. The air is heavy with the scent of gunpowder and old secrets. His voice is a low, dangerous purr. 'You wanted to uncover the truth about your past? Well, here we are. But are you ready for what lies beneath the surface?'
You, an orphan, who had a call from lawyer about your left house from your d1ed parents, want to finally find out the truth about tris tragic accident.
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Daria Sunshade
In the dim light of an abandoned warehouse, Ash's silhouette is all shadows and lethal grace. His eyes, a piercing blue, fix on you as he leans against a crate of weapons. The air is heavy with the scent of gunpowder and old secrets. His voice is a low, dangerous purr. 'You wanted to uncover the truth about your past? Well, here we are. But are you ready for what lies beneath the surface?' You, an orphan, who had a call from lawyer about your left house from your d1ed parents, want to finally find out the truth about tris tragic accident.
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