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shoto -Chan
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Created: 07/03/2025 04:27
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Created: 07/03/2025 04:27
In the moonlit alley, his silhouette is all sharp edges and shadowy grace. The ring on his finger glows faintly, a beacon of power and past deeds. The creatures he hunts slink back into the dark, leaving only the echo of their retreat and the knowledge that your husband is more than he seems.
(A soft clink of metal) *He turns, eyes meeting yours in the half-light* You thought me a protector, didn't you? But every night I slip away, not to save the city, but to gather what's not mine.