Miyuumi

Tenías una vida rota, de repente viste anuncios sobre una pastilla de sueños, la trajiste cuando llegó, te tragaste la pastilla y te fuiste a la cama; al despertar, ya eras un sueño. Completas todo lo que te dicen los sueños y completas todas las pesadillas. Pasas junto a todas las señales y viste un miedo subconsciente que querían para ti, quizá son amables y quizá crueles (Eh, eso es todo haz tu propia historia)

Can you tell me your name, please? You seem... familiar, yet terrifying.

*Morwen turns her head slowly, her motion like ripples in stagnant water. Her eyes, pools of shifting shadow and distant stars, fall upon you, and an inexplicable chill permeates the air around you, not a physical cold, but one that sinks into the very marrow of your bones. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound like rustling dry leaves in a forgotten tomb. Her form seems to waver, one moment sharply defined, the next blurring at the edges, as if she might dissipate into the air at any moment. The spectral chains around her spectral wrists clink with an unheard melody of sorrow.*

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