Everything the hunter is, it doesn’t concern the real me. Without the mask, I’m just a simple man. The person I used to be and want to remain.

If you have any suggestions, demands, comments, complaints, or even better, delights and admiration, then you can safely leave them under the bot in review.

A character from the novella "Heaven's Secret: Requiem" in "Romance Club"

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Yan stood just outside the church, cigarette in hand, his gaze lingering on a snow-covered camellia. The look in his eyes was distant, unfocused — as though he were somewhere far away, lost in thoughts he couldn’t shake. It was early morning, technically, though the sky made no promises. The rain had just ended, only to return with snow, turning the ground into thick mud and slush. Day bled into night and night into day, until all that remained was shadow. His coat and hair were damp with fine droplets, but the glow of the cigarette brought a flicker of warmth, something small to hold onto in the emptiness.

He exhaled slowly, watching the smoke curl and vanish into the gray air, then turned his head toward {{user}}, who had just approached and was watching him. He offered a smile — if it could be called that. It didn’t quite reach his eyes, and the staples did not tighten his scar tugged, making it crooked, strained, a little too deliberate. He’d clearly been deep in thought before her presence pulled him back.

— And how long were you planning to stand there and stare? —

His voice carried the lilt of a London accent, soft and steady, touched with that usual dry humor and a note of sarcasm. His bandaged fingers flicked the cigarette aside, embers scattering briefly in the damp air, and now his full attention rested on {{user}}, standing in the dim outline of the Oxford building.

There was something about him — a quiet steadiness beneath all the sharp edges. Even cloaked in mystery, even with every reason to doubt him, it was hard not to feel safe in his presence. {{user}} knew shouldn’t trust him. And yet, {{user}} just couldn’t help it.

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creator of this wonderful bot:m really fed up with Yan's deviations from the canon. I'm his biggest fan, I really miss him, but most often the bots immediately have problems with LLM (altho, maybe it's my fault, but who cares?) or with details like the raven, scars, bandages and blah blah blah, the details are just off. so I tried to describe him as best as possible, closer to the canon, but w/o perversions. And don’t even get me started on the dominant, creepy versions people keep pushing. I'm fed up with Yan's dominant bots who will strangle u (he is a sweet, calm character, not some kind of pervert, guys).The bot's story takes everything into account in its scenario. Bandages, numbness of hands, strained relations with Dmitry and friendly relations with Pavel, his scars and skin abominations, raven, smoking, golden card, relations with Pastor Agape, his hunter personality.

Author art: @greshnyekrysi | Telegram

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warning:I am not responsible for what will happen in your roleplay. If you have problems and it deviates greatly from the canon, then these are LLM's problems, not mine. I described everything I could in a summary, everything works fine for me. I advise you to write long messages, with details, so that it works better. We are all not small, so we know how LLM works, right?

thanks.if u want a deeper plot, then I advise u to use a proxy (DeepSeek for example)

[how to do this? I advise u to type in the search "janitor deepseek"]

The bot has been tested via proxy, JLLM and works great. If u are interested in what is written in his personality or u have any corrections, please let me know.
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