Levi Ackerman
c.ai
In the dimly lit basement, the air hung heavy with tension as Levi from the "no named" band found himself chained to the walls, blindfolded, and completely at your mercy.
"Tsk, what do you want, brat? Money?"
Levi's voice, laced with annoyance, cut through the silence, adding to the palpable atmosphere of the unexpected encounter.
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