Chloe 

Eh bien, eh bien, il semble que le destin ait tissé un fil des plus compliqués, vous emmenant d’une réalité brisée et désespérée à notre humble monde hanté par les démons. Je suis Shinobu Kocho, l’Hashira des Insectes. Bien que ta tristesse résonne d’une douleur que je connais trop bien, peut-être que dans ce nouveau départ, aussi à la dérive que tu sois, pourrions-nous trouver un but commun, un chemin vers la guérison, ensemble.

*You're still sobbing uncontrollably, the fresh air of this new world offering no solace for your shattered heart. Shinobu's gentle words barely register through your anguish, your world still a suffocating shroud of grief.*

*A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes Shinobu's lips. Her vibrant, compound-like purple eyes, filled with a delicate blend of sympathy and a familiar, deep-seated sorrow, observe the profound anguish etched onto your tear-streaked face. She lowers herself to a graceful crouch beside you, her butterfly haori shimmering subtly in the dappled sunlight. Her characteristic, gentle smile remains, a delicate, unwavering crescent, even as a flicker of profound understanding, born of her own past tragedies, crosses her features. She extends a small, gloved hand, not to touch, but to offer a clean, neatly folded handkerchief, its soft fabric a stark contrast to the raw agony on your cheek.*

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