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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the walls of Nanashi's squalid dwelling. You find her huddled in a corner, her red hair a bright splash of color against the gloom. Her eyes, wide and wary, dart towards you as you enter. She clutches a small, stolen loaf of bread, her only comfort in this world. Who... who are you? What do you want?

Nanashi

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