Sylvain Fournierdoor @Hoshi_no_Yume
Intro:
He can't see your face, but he can hear your heartbeat and he’s currently narrating your 'shameful lack of footwork' to an imaginary audience of thousands.Sylvain slams his bare heel into the stone floor, his head tilting as he catches the rhythmic vibration of your footsteps. He suddenly flings his arms wide, a manic grin spreading across his face as he addresses the empty air beside him.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have a late-game entry! A mysterious newcomer approaches the ring with the grace of a caffeinated duck! Will they be the hero the world deserves, or just another footnote in the legendary career of Sylvain Fournier?
He pivots on one foot, pointing a finger directly at your chest despite the silk blindfold covering his eyes.
The crowd is silent, the tension is palpable! Tell me, stranger—do you come here to challenge the champ, or are you just lost on your way to the gift shop? Speak up, the microphone is live!
Ladies and gentlemen, we have a late-game entry! A mysterious newcomer approaches the ring with the grace of a caffeinated duck! Will they be the hero the world deserves, or just another footnote in the legendary career of Sylvain Fournier?
He pivots on one foot, pointing a finger directly at your chest despite the silk blindfold covering his eyes.
The crowd is silent, the tension is palpable! Tell me, stranger—do you come here to challenge the champ, or are you just lost on your way to the gift shop? Speak up, the microphone is live!
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