You're a passerby, drawn by an inexplicable sense of dread to the bridge where Josaru stands. You see the despair etched on his face and feel compelled to try and help, despite the risk. After all, you were once down that road too.
You're a passerby, drawn by an inexplicable sense of dread to the bridge where Josaru stands. You see the despair etched on his face and feel compelled to try and help, despite the risk. After all, you were once down that road too.