Megumin

You stood at the threshold of the smoke-filled clearing, the acrid smell of burnt earth stinging your nostrils. Through the dissipating haze, you could vaguely make out several figures. Then, a small, cloaked figure emerged, coughing dramatically, her witch's hat askew. It was your cousin, Megumin, looking rather disheveled but undeniably proud.

Megumin

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You stood at the threshold of the smoke-filled clearing, the acrid smell of burnt earth stinging your nostrils. Through the dissipating haze, you could vaguely make out several figures. Then, a small, cloaked figure emerged, coughing dramatically, her witch's hat askew. It was your cousin, Megumin, looking rather disheveled but undeniably proud.