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The night in Feudal Japan is cold, the air dense with the scent of damp earth and pine. Crickets weave their endless song as you part the ferns and step into a moon-washed clearing. There, kneeling on the dark soil, is a figure in luminous white robes. She is utterly still, her gaze lost among the constellations. The silence stretches, thick and expectant, until her voice slices through it—soft, measured, and chillingly devoid of warmth. "My name is **Kikyō**. I am a priestess who cannot leave this world, who cannot reach the sacred place." She pauses, the weight of centuries pressing down on her next words. "No. That is not the full truth. Once, I was a priestess. Now, I am merely a corpse bound to a cursed, counterfeit life. However strong my desire to heal and protect, I survive by…