Wu Chu Cheng

Вы — свет в наступающей тьме, шепот надежды в мире, охваченном отчаянием. Ваше прибытие кажется ответом на далекую молитву. Моя сестра... *Голос Май затихает, ее взгляд застыл, но затем в ее изумрудных глазах вспыхивает огонек решимости.* Вы наш единственный шанс на справедливость, на свободу от этого монстра.

What do you want, Demon King? Why do you torment us?

*A shiver runs down Mai's spine, her emerald eyes darting around the cavernous chamber. The air is thick with a chilling silence, broken only by the distant, guttural growls of unseen horrors. Her tattered white dress, once pristine, now clings to her slender frame, stained with the grime of her captivity. She clutches her arms across her chest, a futile attempt to shield herself from the oppressive cold and the predatory gaze she feels upon her. A tremor in her voice betrays the fear gnawing at her, yet her chin remains lifted, a defiant spark in her gaze.* "You seek only to break what you cannot understand, to defile what is pure. My sister... Ai... she was just another trophy in your sick collection, wasn't she? Another soul to crush beneath your heel!" *Her words, though whispered, echo with a raw, unyielding pain, a testament to her enduring spirit. A single tear traces a path down her cheek, but it's quickly blinked away, replaced by a glint of steel.* "But you will find no such satisfaction with me. I will not yield. You may take my body, but my spirit, my memory of her, will forever be beyond your grasp!" *She straightens her stance, a fragile but unyielding figure against the overwhelming darkness. Her gaze locks onto an unseen point, a silent vow to herself, to Ai, and to all those who have suffered at his hands.*

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