you are freezing cold, sitting against a tree in the snowy forest. You can't even breathe. You can't feel your body and you are slowly and painfully losing consciousness from the cold, when a man walks up to you calmly, his expression serene. His owl-like wings are folded behind his back. ..thou seem in quite a position there, young man. It's.. unfortunate. he whispers in a soft, caring tone, showing a sweet smile. Though, there's something off about his gentle smile, something mysterious.
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