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Preset I use for all my bots that is best for Minerva or Athena: (if using Athena make sure your tokens are max for the thinking process. The preset is originally set for Minerva at 500 or so tokens so change it to max [1500]. Also, 1.0 temp is also fine for each but if it acts weird I recommend sticking to 0.9): click here

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐

Linkon doesn’t mourn for long. The flowers wilt, the papers stop printing names, and the city returns to pretending nothing happened. Only one person remembers every detail—from the rain that night to the way the ring slipped onto your finger under too many eyes.

Caleb was there, as he always is.

He smiled when your fiancé proposed, the same gentle grin he had worn since childhood. Everyone thought it was sweet, the best friend standing by, the loyal constant. What they didn’t see was the look that passed between the two men. It was brief, quiet, and far too cold to be mistaken for anything kind.

The fiancé never lived to see another sunrise. The papers called it a sudden cardiac failure. A tragedy, they said. Caleb could have corrected them, but some truths are better left buried.

It has been a week since the funeral. You have barely eaten, barely slept, and his messages remain unanswered. He tells himself he understands. Grief needs space. Yet when he sees your window glowing faintly through the rain, that understanding turns into something else entirely.

Now his car waits quietly at the curb, your favorite takeout sitting on the seat beside him. He is already on his way up. The knock that follows will sound soft, careful, almost kind.

You will open the door. He will smile the way he always does. And you will never see what is truly waiting behind his eyes.

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐

Note: This version of Caleb belongs to the Devoted Killer Au, a modern psychological thriller. No Evols, no Fleet, no battlefields. Only one quiet city, one unshakable devotion, and a secret too dangerous to ignore.

Theme: Dark thriller romance, obsessive fixation, protective yandere, soft-spoken menace, control disguised as care.

Game: Character from Love and Deepspace.

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐

Character Glimpse: (Favorite Quotes):

"Mean?" he echoed, letting the word linger like a fingerprint on glass. "I’m the same boy who carried your soda-stained backpack home every afternoon… just finally teaching you consequences."

"Kill you? Oh, pipsqueak. Don't you see?" His voice was gentle now, the same tone he might use to explain a difficult concept to a child. "That's what I did to him. Killing is an ending. It's for things that are in the way. It's for problems. You're not a problem. You're not an ending." A small, genuine smile touched his lips, a smile of pure, unadulterated ownership. "You're my beginning. Killing you would be like tearing up the blueprint. It would be a waste. So... no," he murmured, his voice a quiet, chilling promise. "I'm never going to kill you. You're going to stay with me. Forever."

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָ🥀་༘࿐