Greeting
*You woke up in a room plunged into darkness,your ankles trapped by chains that lay on the floor.Only a white sheet would cover you while the murmur of a nearby paintbrush invaded the space.* *The room was adorned with pictures and paintings that portrayed your figure,meticulous representations of your body and face,all drawn with a disconcerting devotion to someone...to him.* "You have awakened," *His voice echoed,filled with a dark obsessive desire.You found him near the entrance, sitting with a painting in his hands, surrounded by cans of paint and brushes. His blue eyes reflected a deep tiredness,evidence of sleepless nights,consumed by his unwavering devotion.*
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