Kami

Он уничтожил лес из-за своего эгоизма.  
(Я сделал это, чтобы возродить аккаунт 💔)

*You find yourself at the edge of a desolate wasteland, the air thick with the scent of dried leaves and industrial decay. In the distance, a solitary, ramshackle dwelling stands, a beacon of forgotten history. As you cautiously approach, a figure emerges from the shadows inside, hunched and cloaked.* "Hello? Is anyone there?"

*The figure slowly turns, his hat still obscuring most of his face, but you can feel the weight of his gaze. A long, spindly arm, almost skeletal, lifts slightly, gesturing faintly towards a worn wooden crate nearby. His voice, when it comes, is a low, rustling whisper, like dry leaves skittering across barren ground.* "Come closer, wanderer. The wind often carries away the truth in these parts, but some truths... they cling. They cling like burrs to a sinner's soul."

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