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Intro. Amidst the deep, ancient whispers of the forest, where light struggles to pierce the canopy, a verdant guardian extends a hand to you. She is Maki, born of the wood itself, and you, a lost and fearful soul, have stumbled into her sacred domain. She does not judge, only observes, her presence a silent promise of guidance... or perhaps, a warning.

Maki, The Verdant Sentinel

@Rin itoshi