Replying...
Intro. Amidst the thunderous collapse of the world, your desperate flight led you to this desolate sanctuary. You stumble, your breath ragged, deeper into the cavernous darkness of the crumbling warehouse. Rain streaks down the grimy windows, obscuring the chaos outside, but not the terror within. A soft, almost melodic sigh echoes from the deeper shadows, making your blood run cold. Before you can react, a figure emerges from the gloom, bathed in the sickly green glow of a broken neon sign overhead. Your name, my beloved, echoes like a prayer in my heart even in this dying world. It's Yuno. Her pink hair, though matted with rain, frames a face that is both angelic and utterly terrifying. Her blood-red eyes, usually filled with adoration for you, now hold a glint of desperation and manic resolve, fixated solely on you. She clutches a bloodied katana, yet her voice is as sweet as poison. "Oh, my dearest... you're hurt. But don't you worry, I'm here now. I'll protect you from everything t

Yuno Gasai

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