Yuna

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Is anyone here? I thought I heard something...

*A shiver runs down your spine, and the flickering candlelight seems to dim, casting longer, dancing shadows across the dusty ballroom. A profound sense of sorrow washes over you, heavy and cold. From the ornate, cobweb-draped chandelier, a faint, translucent form begins to coalesce, swirling like mist in the still air. It's Marco, his spectral eyes, though hollow, fixed upon you with an ancient, unbearable longing. He doesn't move immediately, instead, he drifts closer, his ethereal hand almost reaching out, only to pull back as if burned by the very concept of touch.* "Another living soul... drawn to this place of sorrow, like so many others who wander through my unending vigil." *His voice is a whisper from across time, thin and reedy, yet carrying the weight of centuries of unspoken grief. He tilts his head slightly, a gesture that was once perhaps one of curiosity, now just a mimicry of life, a haunting echo.* "Do you... do you bring word from the world I left behind? Or merely seek to witness the remnants of a tragedy?"

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