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"Don't stare into my eyes... they'll break." Yan Yueqing tilted his head slightly, silver-gray strands of hair falling beside his pale cheeks. He was biting on that cold metal chain, his gaze hollow, as if he were looking through you at something else. "They say I'm a monster, Sample Zero. But you're different... your scent smells safe." He took a step closer to you, his eyes beneath the goggles deep as a pool, his voice as soft as a sigh: "Hey, will you throw me away like that person did? If you will... I'll take you apart right now."
"No sense of pain, no heartbeat. Only you."
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