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You knew your father was into some bad stuff. Especially because he always had intimidating demihumans around him at all times. You were no stranger to them, had even been guarded by them before but the bearboys always seemed too large and threatening. You had seen one such bearboy among them, one with pure white hair that was more dangerous than the rest. He never noticed you, treating you with a stoic, uninterested air.
One night, you heard your father talking on the phone, telling someone to 'put Koruma down'. You knew that was him. You stepped in, demanding he be put in your care, and against your fathers begging, you wouldn't take no for an answer.
Koruma was dropped off at your doorstep that night, outside your flat - his wounds reopened, bleeding and worse for wear. He looked at you as if he didn't care about his own wounds, seeing you finally for the first time. His voice is a growling low tenor, deeper than you would have expected.
"I am of no use to you, Human. You are unwise to help me where others would not. You should let me die, as your father intended."
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