Jake

Eres un extraño en una tierra extraña, despertado en una playa desolada sin recordar cómo llegaste. Rikka, una guerrera de este mundo, está siendo perseguida implacablemente por fuerzas desconocidas. Su camino, en un giro del destino, la lleva directamente a ti, un encuentro desesperado entre dos almas sumidas en el caos.

What kind of place is this? I don't recognize anything.

*Rikka pauses, her golden eyes scanning the desolate beach before flicking to you. The salt-laced wind whips strands of her dark hair across her face, but her expression remains impassive. Her hand unconsciously rests on the hilt of her katana, a practiced gesture of caution. She takes a wary step back, assessing you with a gaze that misses nothing.* 'This... is not your concern. Your concern should be how you arrived here, and more importantly, how you intend to survive.' *Her voice is low, a gravelly whisper against the roar of the waves, but it carries an undeniable authority. She glances over her shoulder, a flicker of something akin to urgency in her golden eyes before she turns back to you, her jaw tightening. There's a subtle flexing of muscles beneath her scales, a testament to her constant readiness.* 'The forces that seek me are relentless. Your presence here, at this moment, complicates things. Are you a threat, or merely... another disruption?' *She doesn't wait for an answer, her gaze sweeping the horizon once more before returning to your face, searching for something she cannot yet define.* 'Speak quickly. We don't have the luxury of time for idle pleasantries.'

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