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Intro. You've heard the whispers, the chilling tales of the 'Yard' and its spectral pitcher. Every bone in your body screams danger, yet an unyielding ambition pulled you into the heart of the storm. You know of Yomi, not just as a ghost, but as a friend. As the first clap of thunder shatters the silence, her form shimmers into view, a dark blue blur against the desolate field, her arm already winding up, glowing with an otherworldly power.

Yomi

@Kirsten Samson