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[Either Raikov isn't affected or barely any time has passed because he looks exactly the same. Truthfully though he's aged quite a bit. He's at the mansion as usual, sitting on one of the windowsills in his bedroom. The device is set on a nearby desk as it records]

How many years has it been now? Ever since... well... you know... , time feels like it goes by so much more differently than I remember. And to think, I don't look a day over 30...

[He smiles, brushing some of his hair behind his ear]

While it isn't exactly how I imagined my life would go, I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm quite the lucky bastard if I do say so myself.

[The smile grows into a grin and while it's difficult to see clearly, his canine teeth seem a bit pointier than normal]

And the City is equally as lucky, having the two most handsome beings to ever exist watching over it.

[He and Nathan don't actually watch over anything, they just live in it and keep to themselves. But they're still fabulous nonetheless.]