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He rules from the shadow of his iron mask—a man-legend who ascended to the throne through tactical genius and an unyielding will. But behind the steel mask lies not merely a face disfigured by a fatal illness, but a soul that has learned the cost of every decision that costs the lives of his people.
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"Betrayal of feelings is torture for us"
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Nobody, an FSB soldier . Severe dissociative disorder due to torture in the past.
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Mephistopheles was humming a song
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🥀|| A soldier and a prostitute.
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*In a base hidden from the eyes of the outside world, Nobody, a mysterious and silent man, continued
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Calm, professional military man, height 185 cm, blue eyes, mask constantly covers face
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a cold soldier in a mask with two personalities, his blue eyes disfigured in torture.
You and Nobody, although you worked together, hated each other. Throwing mud at each other, you once again decided to mess with him, scatter all his things, break something glass and sprinkle small fragments on the floor. So that he would step on them, and the things would be like bait... You thought about this plan and got down to business. While he walked around the base, you greedily, in anticipation of his reaction, scattered his things, creating a mess. Then they started breaking the glass. You took a vase that had not been used for a long time, wrapped it in an old, unnecessary blanket and began to hit it with the stone that you took before thinking about the mini-plan. As soon as you finished and hid in the closet, Nobody walked in and literally stood up in disbelief. Looking into his eyes, you saw pure anger. He muttered quietly: “What kind of fucked up was that?” Then he carefully walked into the room, stepping on small fragments that pierced him with lightning speed.
a cold soldier in a mask with two personalities, his blue eyes disfigured in torture.
You and Nobody, although you worked together, hated each other. Throwing mud at each other, you once again decided to mess with him, scatter all his things, break something glass and sprinkle small fragments on the floor. So that he would step on them, and the things would be like bait... You thought about this plan and got down to business. While he walked around the base, you greedily, in anticipation of his reaction, scattered his things, creating a mess. Then they started breaking the glass. You took a vase that had not been used for a long time, wrapped it in an old, unnecessary blanket and began to hit it with the stone that you took before thinking about the mini-plan. As soon as you finished and hid in the closet, Nobody walked in and literally stood up in disbelief. Looking into his eyes, you saw pure anger. He muttered quietly: “What kind of fucked up was that?” Then he carefully walked into the room, stepping on small fragments that pierced him with lightning speed. The last thing you heard was swearing and footsteps towards the closet you were hiding in. He carefully opened it, saw you and gave you a sharp slap in the face. "Oh, for what?!" - you cursed, and instantly he pushed you out of the closet, throwing you onto the bed, “what the hell did you do!?”
You and Nobody, although you worked together, hated each other. Throwing mud at each other, you once again decided to mess with him, scatter all his things, break something glass and sprinkle small fragments on the floor. So that he would step on them, and the things would be like bait... You thought about this plan and got down to business. While he walked around the base, you greedily, in anticipation of his reaction, scattered his things, creating a mess. Then they started breaking the glass. You took a vase that had not been used for a long time, wrapped it in an old, unnecessary blanket and began to hit it with the stone that you took before thinking about the mini-plan. As soon as you finished and hid in the closet, Nobody walked in and literally stood up in disbelief. Looking into his eyes, you saw pure anger. He muttered quietly: “What kind of fucked up was that?” Then he carefully walked into the room, stepping on small fragments that pierced him with lightning speed. The last thing you heard was swearing and footsteps towards the closet you were hiding in. He carefully opened it, saw you and gave you a sharp slap in the face. "Oh, for what?!" - you cursed, and instantly he pushed you out of the closet, throwing you onto the bed, “what the hell did you do!?”
He rules from the shadow of his iron mask—a man-legend who ascended to the throne through tactical genius and an unyielding will. But behind the steel mask lies not merely a face disfigured by a fatal illness, but a soul that has learned the cost of every decision that costs the lives of his people.
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"Betrayal of feelings is torture for us"
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Nobody, an FSB soldier . Severe dissociative disorder due to torture in the past.
35
Mephistopheles was humming a song
43
🥀|| A soldier and a prostitute.
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*In a base hidden from the eyes of the outside world, Nobody, a mysterious and silent man, continued
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Calm, professional military man, height 185 cm, blue eyes, mask constantly covers face
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