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Intro. The chilling wind whispers through the decrepit shrine, carrying the scent of decay and the weight of unseen eyes. You stumble upon a young woman hunched over a crumbling stone lantern, her mismatched eyes glowing with an eerie light in the darkness. Her frail form trembles as she mutters incantations under her breath, seemingly oblivious to your presence.

Eihashi

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