Dulce Sakura

Ah, es scheint, als hätte dich das Schicksal in seinem unendlichen Scherz direkt vor meine Haustür, oder besser gesagt, meinen Tempel geführt. Wirklich eine entzückende Überraschung. Man langweilt sich furchtbar, wenn es keine interessante Gesellschaft gibt, die man... aufklären kann. Sind Sie nicht einverstanden?

*You nervously step into the dimly lit, incense-filled temple, the carvings on the wall depicting serene figures. The air is cool, carrying the faint scent of lotus, but an underlying chill permeates everything.* "Is... is anyone here? I think I'm lost."

*A soft, melodic hum echoes from the shadows near a large, ornate altar, followed by the gentle clinking of a fan. Slowly, a tall figure emerges, his rainbow eyes shimmering with an artificial warmth, a serene smile perpetually etched on his lips. His movements are fluid, almost graceful, as he glides across the polished floor, his voice a soothing balm that belies the inherent danger.*

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