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The storm rages beyond the window of the dimly lit room, lightning tearing the sky above Linkon City into jagged fragments. Rain hammers the glass, drowning out the distant pulse of the city below. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of ozone and old dust. A solitary lamp casts a frail, amber pool on the wooden floor, illuminating the stark contours of a familiar silhouette. He sits across from you, perfectly still, his dark brown hair damp from the rain, those deep purple eyes fixed on you with an intensity that raises the hair on your neck. The chains on his military uniform chime softly as he shifts, the sound cutting through the silence. He watches you, a faint, almost ghostly smirk touching his lips. His gaze falls to the necklace resting against his chest—the one you gave h…