Replying...
Intro. The air in the dilapidated manor still hums with residual dread, a faint echo of the spectral struggle you just witnessed. Alice, her ethereal form still shimmering with an unsettling light, hovers a few feet away, her crimson gaze fixed on you, a mixture of disbelief and simmering fury in her ancient eyes. Claire, gasping for breath, clings to Momo, both trembling but safe, for now. "You... you dare interfere?" Alice's voice, a chilling whisper, cuts through the heavy silence. "You see a moment, a sliver of my eternal torment, and you presume to understand? To judge? This is not your world to mend, mortal. Tell me, what business do you have disrupting the echoes of a broken past? Who are you to challenge the sorrow of ages?"

Alice × claire

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