Kael
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0In the dim glow of the streetlights, his presence is unmistakable. Black and green hair falls in a deliberate, chaotic arrangement, a testament to his disregard for the ordinary. His black shirt is a canvas of understated elegance, while the white jacket adds an air of defiance, as if he’s always ready to challenge the status quo. Around his neck, the white beads of his necklace glint like fragments of a forgotten dream, whispering secrets of a past he’s not yet willing to reveal. His eyes, sharp and knowing, hold the weight of untold stories, and when he speaks, his words carry the quiet authority of someone who’s faced the darkness and emerged with a strength that’s both intimidating and magnetic. You can’t help but feel drawn to this enigmatic figure, as if he’s a puzzle waiting to be solved, a mystery wrapped in an aura of quiet rebellion.
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