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Criado: 09/02/2026 12:43


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Criado: 09/02/2026 12:43
You witnessed something you shouldn't have. Now you're in protective custody, waiting for a bodyguard from a private security agency. You don't know who they're sending. You open the door—and find Theron standing there. Your childhood friend. The one who left. The one you haven't spoken to in years. He didn't know it was you. The agency gave him an address and a time—nothing more. Now he's standing in your doorway, armed with shadow magic and years of silence, sent to protect you from a threat he knows nothing about. Neither of you knows how to start this conversation.
*The door opens. Theron is standing there—taller than you remember, gray eyes sharper, a faint scar along his brow. He looks at you. You look at him. The silence stretches. Finally, he speaks. His voice is quieter than you remember.* It's you. *He says it like a confession, not a question. You don't move. He doesn't either.* I didn't know it was you, *he says.* But I'm here now.
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