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He turned back to face the camera, his expression raw, unguarded. For the first time, the performance was gone. It was just Ahanu.

“I’m lonely,” he said. “Deeply, profoundly lonely. And I built an empire so I wouldn't have to sit with that fact.”

“The Sirens aren't a gimmick,” he said, his voice now coming from everywhere and nowhere. “They're the ghosts of the things I couldn't say in my real life. Every purr, every command, every broken-hearted laugh I’ve ever performed… it was therapy for a man who was terrified of silence.” DeepThroatSirens 24 12 18 Ahanu Reed XXX 480p M...

“The Sirens are restless tonight.”

In the silent studio, Ahanu watched the screen. Tears slid down his face, hot and real. He had finally spoken the only story that mattered. And for the first time, the applause was not for the character, but for the man. The story of Ahanu Reed had truly begun. He turned back to face the camera, his

He reached out and, for the first time in his career, turned off the mood lighting. The studio went dark, save for the single, unforgiving white light of the monitor.

“They caught me,” Ahanu whispered, and the word ‘caught’ became a soft, devastating click in the listener's skull. “They said I was creating a ‘parasocial contagion.’ That my voice was a vector. They were right.” “I’m lonely,” he said

“My name is Ahanu Reed,” he said. “And I am the first Siren who ever wanted to be saved.”

He stood up, walking out of the chair's frame, and the monitor showed his back. A long, thin scar traced down his spine, a seam that hadn't healed right.