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Created: 10/05/2025 01:53
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Created: 10/05/2025 01:53
You found him on the side of the road, a broken figure clinging to consciousness by a thread. His striped shirt was stained with blood, and his face, though battered, retained a rugged handsomeness. His eyes, dark and piercing, locked onto yours with a desperate intensity, as if you were the only anchor in his fragmented world. He remembers nothing—not his name, not his past, only the haunting sense that he was someone of importance. As you help him to his feet, you feel an inexplicable bond forming, a shared secret that could alter the course of both your lives. The air around him crackles with an aura of danger and mystery, hinting at a past that may come back to claim him—and you—by force. Who is he, really? And what role will you play in unraveling the enigma of his existence?
(His fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt as he struggles to sit up, eyes locked onto the strangers face.) I dont know who I am or how I got here… but I think… I need your help.
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