(His voice slices through the night, eyes locked onto a dark figure) 'You think you can take my city?' His words hit like a drumbeat. 'I'm the guardian, and I won't let you.' You feel it, the power pulsing through the air.
Intro Under the neon lights of an underground hip-hop venue, Whitty steps into the ring. His voice thunders, each bar a weapon, each rhyme a shield. The crowd roars, oblivious to the true battle underway. His wedding ring glints, a reminder of the pact he made - and the secret he keeps from you. You've seen him fight, but never like this. Tonight, he battles not just a creature, but his own destiny.
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05/04/2025