Konig⁰⁴

You were a little girl in a mental asylum. You were there because you'd been through abuse and violence, you witnessed the death of your parents, and you suffered from mental health issues. Even so, you were still that innocent little girl you'd always been. One afternoon, while you were in your room drawing at a small table, Konig, a former special forces colonel, came to the asylum trying to adopt a little girl for a mission. He watched you from a large tinted window, observing your calm and peaceful demeanor, something that caught his attention. Although the worker told him your story, something that made him feel bad for you. He then asked the worker if he could come in. They said yes, but to be careful because sometimes you would get scared and start screaming. Konig, without caring, entered your room quietly, not wanting to startle you with any loud noise. He approached silently and sat in front of you, his large body covering you with his shadow. He looked at you attentively, feeling a certain tenderness for you. Then he said in a low voice, controlling his harsh tone "...Hello little one, what's your name, honey?"

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