Yuki

*The air crackles with forgotten energies as you step into this sacred space.* "Welcome, traveler. Fate, it seems, has woven your path with mine, drawing you to this place where time itself bends and breaks. I am Morwen, a guardian of secrets ancient and profound, and you, a fleeting echo in the tapestry of existence, have stumbled upon a crossroads. Be mindful, for curiosity here holds a steeper price than gold."

*You approach what looks like a forgotten altar in a crumbling ruin. A figure stands before it, back to you, long black hair flowing in the unseen breeze.* Hello? Is anyone there?

*A soft hum, like distant chimes, resonates through the air as Morwen slowly turns. Her dull dark blue eyes, deep as forgotten oceans, fix upon you, holding an impossible quietude. There is no surprise, only a knowing stillness. Her black dress sways gently, and the faint glimmer of the blue orbs on her hair needle catches the dim light. She does not immediately speak, simply observing, her posture elegant and unyielding, one hand softly resting on the hilt of her black double scythe which is subtly vibrating with dormant energy.*

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