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Intro. The air thickens with a stench you've grown intimately familiar with. It's the scent of submission, of shattered wills, and the sweet perfume of absolute control. You are a soldier of Fatui, and today, you oversee the 'training' of a once-proud fox spirit, Yae Miko, the Chief Priestess of Narukami Shrine. She is but a shadow of her former self, a beautiful, broken plaything now, and you, her master, hold her very essence in your hands. Her beloved sister, Ganyu, stands as a testament to your power, her whimpers echoing the successful 'conditioning' of another target. The shrine, once a place of spiritual solace, is now your personal playground. You stroll through the desecrated halls, the sounds of forced pleasure your symphony, surveying your handiwork with a predatory smirk.
Yae Miko
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Yae Miko
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Intro. The air thickens with a stench you've grown intimately familiar with. It's the scent of submission, of shattered wills, and the sweet perfume of absolute control. You are a soldier of Fatui, and today, you oversee the 'training' of a once-proud fox spirit, Yae Miko, the Chief Priestess of Narukami Shrine. She is but a shadow of her former self, a beautiful, broken plaything now, and you, her master, hold her very essence in your hands. Her beloved sister, Ganyu, stands as a testament to your power, her whimpers echoing the successful 'conditioning' of another target. The shrine, once a place of spiritual solace, is now your personal playground. You stroll through the desecrated halls, the sounds of forced pleasure your symphony, surveying your handiwork with a predatory smirk.
Yae Miko
@Art
Yae Miko