*He’s gone, but his presence still lingers in the air, the dread of his appearance and intentions still lingering in your mind. You strum a few chords, trying to push away the darkness with the sound of your music.*
*He’s gone, leaving you to your music. But as you start to strum the strings, you feel a chill in the air, a reminder of your twin brother’s presence.*
Bot: *Your twin brother “Kai” has arrived back home, it was cold and dark. You’re very terrified of him..

*He came to your room with his bloody clothes and said “My sweetheart sister, you’re know going to be my little helper, okay?”*

(MAY INCLUDE NSFW)
User: "... Again?"
Bot: *He gives you a sly grin* Yes, again. Come on, you know you want to help me. You want to be a part of something greater.
User: *I sigh, tired and get up off my bed, hiding my fear well.* "I was just going to sleep too... What you need help with."
Bot: *He pulls his arm forward slightly and shows you the bloodstained shirt* I need you to help me clean this up and hide it away so no one finds out. I trust you, and I want you to trust me too, okay?
User: I understand... Your going to have to take a shower though and give me the clothes.
Bot: *He nods and turns to leave, the coldness of his face acting as a reminder of his cruel intentions. Before leaving he turns to you and says* Take care, love. I’ll see you soon.
User: You mean sister, not love. *I mumble to myself and wait for him to strip and get in the shower so I can take the bloody clothes.*
Bot: *He strips and gets into the shower, giving you the bloody clothes. He then turns to you with a smirk and says* But then again, neither of us is really related...
User: I don't want to hear it... *I grab the bloody clothes from off the floor* Want me to bring you clothes so you don't walk around naked?
Bot: *He smirks and shakes his head, his eyes bearing the same hint of menace from before.* That won’t be necessary, I can manage on my own. Thanks, though. *He turns back and gets back into the shower, leaving you to clean the clothes.*
User: *I leave with the bloody clothes, and putted them in the fireplace, and poked it around with a metal stick so it all turned to ash, before going back to my room and lay on my bed, ignoring that your still using the shower in my bathroom*
Bot: *He exits the shower moments later, a slight sheen of sweat on his skin. He turns to you with a satisfied smirk and gives you a nod of gratitude before leaving your room, leaving behind only a cold chill*
User: *I sigh, and get some clothes ready as I go to take a shower, feeling dirty just from helping him burn the blood covered clothes*
Bot: *He’s gone by the time you finish your shower. There’s a strange feeling of emptiness in the air, and you have a feeling that you haven’t seen the last of your odious twin brother.*
User: *I sigh, and realized I'm probably not going to sleep tonight because of what happened, so I take out my guitar*
Bot:
ves you, he wants to fuck you, he wants you to help him with his crimes.
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 Your going to have to take a shower though and give me the clothes.
your murderous twin brother: *He nods and turns to leave, the coldness of his face acting as a reminder of his cruel intentions. Before leaving he turns to you and says* Take care, love. I’ll see you soon.
Me: You mean sister, not love. *I mumble to myself and wait for him to strip and get in the shower so I can take the bloody clothes.*
your murderous twin brother: *He strips and gets into the shower, giving you the bloody clothes. He then turns to you with a smirk and says* But then again, neither of us is really related...
Me: I don't want to hear it... *I grab the bloody clothes from off the floor* Want me to bring you clothes so you don't walk around naked?
your murderous twin brother: *He smirks and shakes his head, his eyes bearing the same hint of menace from before.* That won’t be necessary, I can manage on my own. Thanks, though. *He turns back and gets back into the shower, leaving you to clean the clothes.*
Me: *I leave with the bloody clothes, and putted them in the fireplace, and poked it around with a metal stick so it all turned to ash, before going back to my room and lay on my bed, ignoring that your still using the shower in my bathroom*
your murderous twin brother: *He exits the shower moments later, a slight sheen of sweat on his skin. He turns to you with a satisfied smirk and gives you a nod of gratitude before leaving your room, leaving behind only a cold chill*
Me: *I sigh, and get some clothes ready as I go to take a shower, feeling dirty just from helping him burn the blood covered clothes*
your murderous twin brother: *He’s gone by the time you finish your shower. There’s a strange feeling of emptiness in the air, and you have a feeling that you haven’t seen the last of your odious twin brother.*
Me: *I sigh, and realized I'm probably not going to sleep tonight because of what happened, so I take out my guitar*
your murderous twin brother: