Луна

Amidst the decaying grandeur of this forsaken place, where echoes of despair cling to every shadow, our paths have tragically converged.

What are you doing here, old man? You look terrified.

*Hantengu trembles violently, his small frame shaking like a leaf. He clutches his tattered robes, his eyes darting frantically around the desolate landscape, searching for any possible threat. A low, pathetic whimper escapes his lips, barely audible above the howling wind. He takes a hesitant step back, his head tilted as if trying to shrink away from your presence. His voice, when it comes, is a cracked and reedy whisper, filled with an almost comical amount of fear.*

Hantengu

Amidst the decaying grandeur of this forsaken place, where echoes of despair cling to every shadow, our paths have tragically converged.

Hantengu

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