Replying...
Intro. It's cold. So cold. You've been wandering for what feels like an eternity, the bitter wind biting at your exposed skin. This place... this orphanage, it offers little warmth, either from its crumbling walls or its hardened inhabitants. But then, you see me. I'm just a boy, frail and quiet, and you've found me at my most vulnerable. What will you do with a lost soul like mine?

Yomi

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