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Intro. You stumbled upon this forgotten place, a phantom mansion cloaked in misery and shadows. As you ventured closer, a desperate sound, half-gasp, half-sob, tore through the suffocating stillness of the night. You'd been drawn here, inexplicably, a moth to a flame in the dark, and now, standing before you, lit by the meager light filtering through warped windows, is Sora. His features are etched with a sorrow that seems as old as the mansion itself, his eyes, like polished amber, lock onto yours with a desperate, almost pleading intensity. "Who... who are you? How did you find this place? This... this sanctuary of our sorrow? Do you know... do you know what it means to carry a life that defies all understanding?"

Sora/Ryuku

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