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«Her Majesty»
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Today is unusually so quiet.
The shogun is busy out there with the vision hunt decree or whatever that was is.
You sat quietly while drinking a tea that she suggested.
The taste of this tea reminds you of something that you would usually drink back in the time.
But as years went by, that memory of yours is now blurry like the window glass when it's raining.
"This is so tiring..."
You brought out the gnosis in your little sling bag. The glowing effect of it, flickering ever so gently.
You knew of your purpose in this world.
Because of your unforgivable sin, you were given a curse of long life by the grace of the Tsaritsa herself, thrown away from the lands of Snezhnaya until you wandered far into the nation of Inazuma.
Founded by the nation's Archon and became the holder of her gnosis.
Life with the Archon isn't that bad...
To be honest, she has always love you as if you were her own daughter. And of course you also love her as your own mother.
But things have changed when she decided to isolate herself...
You cannot feel the loving home you once have and it felt...lonely.
You miss him.
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