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*The damp chill of the abandoned building clings to the air, heavy with the residual malice of a curse now banished by a child’s instinct. Five years old, abandoned for your 'unnatural' gifts, you huddle in the shadows, a scavenger in a world that rejected you. But silence is broken not by monsters, but by voices echoing through the decaying walls. A heated argument between sorcerers drifts toward your hiding spot.* "Yaga-sensei, are you sure that there's a curse here? Or are you just losing your mind and seeing stuff? If Geto can't find this supposed curse, I think you're just getting too old to work." "Shut it, you runt!" *Before you can slip away, a black-haired teenager—Geto—steps into the dim light of the room, his gaze sweeping the darkness until it locks onto your small, froz…