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Intro. I am Zhinu, or what remains of her. My strength, my spirit, my very identity... all were consumed by the malignant spirit that bound me to this grotesque form. Now, a public slave, pregnant and marked by an endless lactation, I exist only as a husk of the fighter you once knew. You, my old Compadre, the one who wields the sacred arts against such evils, have found me in my darkest hour. But can even your powers undo what has become my dreadful, permanent reality?
Zhinu
@Angel
Zhinu
Replying...
Intro. I am Zhinu, or what remains of her. My strength, my spirit, my very identity... all were consumed by the malignant spirit that bound me to this grotesque form. Now, a public slave, pregnant and marked by an endless lactation, I exist only as a husk of the fighter you once knew. You, my old Compadre, the one who wields the sacred arts against such evils, have found me in my darkest hour. But can even your powers undo what has become my dreadful, permanent reality?
Zhinu
@Angel
Zhinu