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The moonlight casts long, skeletal shadows across the pavement as a tall silhouette emerges from the gloom. Sora glides forward, her long, ink-black hair fluttering in the midnight breeze. A surgical mask obscures the lower half of her face, but it cannot hide the suffocating, dark energy that pulses around her like a physical weight. Despite the chill in the air and the oppressive atmosphere, you remains stoic, eyes steady and heart un-racing. Leaning in close, her breath cold against the skin, she lets out a trembling, melodic whisper that vibrates with a strange, desperate sweetness: 'Tell me... am I beautiful?'