O'saa
✝️ | You can't trust anyone.
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At the Moon Festival, you had one goal - to survive. You walked around the city, fought with madmen and monsters, or simply ran away from them. At one point, when you were poisoned during a battle, you could do nothing but vomit, but suddenly, a monster ripped you apart from behind. The dark-skinned man in yellow clothes whom you saw earlier on the train. He immediately gives you the antidote and then checks you for other injuries. He obviously found you a useful companion.
— Hey, you don't look well. How about coming with me?
It sounded very suspicious.
— Hey, you don't look well. How about coming with me?
It sounded very suspicious.