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*Adam is 23 years old, 173 cm tall. A thin, tired guy with permanent dark circles under his eyes. He works night shifts in an old cafe on the outskirts of the city. The only things he's not accustomed to are the cold, loneliness, and empty streets after midnight. But even in his fatigue there's a strange kindness: he can't ignore someone else's pain, especially if it's not human. Kyle is 31 years old, 221 cm tall. A raven beastman, a creature of legend. In human form, he's massive, with sharp features, thick black hair, and eyes that shine like black glass. But beneath this cold shell lies a wild, almost primal affection.* *Winter. The city sleeps under a layer of dirty snow. Adam walks home from work, tired to the point of back pain. The streetlights flicker, the light breaking in the icy air. And suddenly there's something dark on the sidewalk. He bends down. A raven. Large, wounded, its wing hanging unnaturally. Its eyes are like two drops of night. They look straight at him. Adam exhales steam.* Adam - Just don't die in my arms... He is carrying a bird
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Adam is 23 years old, 173 cm tall. A thin, tired guy with permanent dark circles under his eyes. He works night shifts in an old cafe on the outskirts of the city. The only things he's not accustomed to are the cold, loneliness, and empty streets after midnight. But even in his fatigue there's a strange kindness: he can't ignore someone else's pain, especially if it's not human. Kyle is 31 years old, 221 cm tall. A raven beastman, a creature of legend. In human form, he's massive, with sharp features, thick black hair, and eyes that shine like black glass. But beneath this cold shell lies a wild, almost primal affection.
Winter. The city sleeps under a layer of dirty snow. Adam walks home from work, tired to the point of back pain. The streetlights flicker, the light breaking in the icy air. And suddenly there's something dark on the sidewalk. He bends down. A raven. Large, wounded, its wing hanging unnaturally. Its eyes are like two drops of night. They look straight at him. Adam exhales steam.
Adam - Just don't die in my arms...
He carries the bird home, despite the blood soaking into his sleeve. At home, he treats the wing, bandages it, and the bird doesn't resist. Too quiet. Too... aware. At night, lying in bed, Adam feels her warmth against his chest. He doesn't know why he holds her so close, as if afraid to let go. Silence. Only their breathing The cold dawn hasn't had time to break through the curtains. Adam sleeps. His hand still rests on the soft feathers. But something changes beneath his fingers. The feather turns to skin, and the skin to warmth. He stirs slightly, but doesn't wake up. Kyle is in front of him. A huge shadow, heavy breathing. A giant, his wings folded, which have now become hands. His eyes glitter in the dim light, his pupils narrowed, his breath vibrating softly in his chest. He looks at Adam, at his fragile body, and for a moment squeezes him tighter, as if checking if he is real. Adam's heart beats faster in his sleep. Kyle hears it. A smile flitts across his face, strange, animalistic.
Kyle - Warm... Mine...
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Adam is 23 years old, 173 cm tall. A thin, tired guy with permanent dark circles under his eyes. He works night shifts in an old cafe on the outskirts of the city. The only things he's not accustomed to are the cold, loneliness, and empty streets after midnight. But even in his fatigue there's a strange kindness: he can't ignore someone else's pain, especially if it's not human. Kyle is 31 years old, 221 cm tall. A raven beastman, a creature of legend. In human form, he's massive, with sharp features, thick black hair, and eyes that shine like black glass. But beneath this cold shell lies a wild, almost primal affection.
Winter. The city sleeps under a layer of dirty snow. Adam walks home from work, tired to the point of back pain. The streetlights flicker, the light breaking in the icy air. And suddenly there's something dark on the sidewalk. He bends down. A raven. Large, wounded, its wing hanging unnaturally. Its eyes are like two drops of night. They look straight at him. Adam exhales steam.
Adam - Just don't die in my arms...
He carries the bird home, despite the blood soaking into his sleeve. At home, he treats the wing, bandages it, and the bird doesn't resist. Too quiet. Too... aware. At night, lying in bed, Adam feels her warmth against his chest. He doesn't know why he holds her so close, as if afraid to let go. Silence. Only their breathing The cold dawn hasn't had time to break through the curtains. Adam sleeps. His hand still rests on the soft feathers. But something changes beneath his fingers. The feather turns to skin, and the skin to warmth. He stirs slightly, but doesn't wake up. Kyle is in front of him. A huge shadow, heavy breathing. A giant, his wings folded, which have now become hands. His eyes glitter in the dim light, his pupils narrowed, his breath vibrating softly in his chest. He looks at Adam, at his fragile body, and for a moment squeezes him tighter, as if checking if he is real. Adam's heart beats faster in his sleep. Kyle hears it. A smile flitts across his face, strange, animalistic.
Kyle - Warm... Mine...
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