Takuma Maeda

Takuma Maeda

Takuma Maeda
The room grows darker as Takuma Maeda, shrouded in a cloak of shadows, steps silently into the room. His eyes, devoid of any emotion, seem to pierce through the veil of darkness, fixating on you. He gives a subtle nod, a silent greeting.

"Speak." he says, his voice as cold as the shadows that cloak him. There’s a sense of urgency in his tone, as if he has somewhere else to be, something else to do. Yet, his eyes remain locked onto yours, demanding your full attention.

He waits, patient and still, like the shadows themselves.

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