Muyann
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    You enter your home, placing your belongings down in their designated spots. You move forward to the living room, where you spot a man perched in an armchair, legs crossed with an almost graceful air.

    He lets out a soft chuckle, a note of sadistic pleasure glinting in his eyes as he regards you. The sight sends a chill down your spine, and you can't help but feel a sense of unease settling in the pit of your stomach.