“I don’t like it here, not at all.” my sis pined. We had been winding our way through the passageways made of ice, and they were a jumbled mess of branches and twisting routes that seemed to follow no disible pattern. At least that’s what it seems…

  Using Shaeu’s and my keen vision, as well as some scouting from Aiko’s golden statues, we had discovered that some passageways led to massive trations of the toxic, corrosive gas, formed up in strangely shaped caverns. Avoiding those, we spiralled deeper into the separate space that was the inside of the Sessho-seki, but now I could clearly see something was on Daiyu’s mind, by the expression on her face. “Nobody likes it.” I said to my sis, replying to her pints. “It’s a pce where one misstep meah. But despite that… it’s not as dangerous to me as Nebisuki implied it would be. But… Daiyu, your thoughts?”

  “I am no expert. Bear in mind I am merely speg…” She prefaced her words with that warning, and her earness made me smile. Patting her head gently, I waited for her to tinue, while my sister whistled, my dispy of affeproving her gloomy mood. I never quite get why sis is so ied in my love life… “While I am more practised in Talisman-crafting, though my skills are far inferior to the Cultivators of old, I have some passing familiarity with Formations, after all, did we not secure a Formation during the Kyotle?”

  Hearing her, I used my excellent memory to remember the paths we had taken, as well as the ones we didn’t that I’d seen. Looking at them, and paring them to the runes inscribed on the Yin-Yang Karmic Measure Desotion Formation… No, it likely isn’t a ce… “So you’re saying this is some sort of Cultivation Formation, using the yout of the space itself?” I asked her, and she nodded.

  “I believe so. The unnatural order of the passageways seems to describe several parts of a runiation. I reise some from the Karmic Measure Formation, as well as several I saw in the old records and legacies of our Sect. Of course, expeg me to hazard a guess at what the Formation does from that is like asking a fish to fly. I am no carp, being a s dragon.” She seemed apologetic that she didn’t know, so I intensified my hand, stroking her long bck hair soothingly.

  “That’s where you’re wrong. We’ll all bee dragons in the end, and I’m gd you’re a girl, not a fish. I wouldn’t want to cuddle a fish.” At my words she flushed adorably, her mood lifting. “Besides…” I raised the more important point. “We hazard a guess at what the Formation does, ’t we? And the more important question isn’t what, but…”

  “Who.” Daiyu agreed. “Te such a Formation… it is a great work, such as from lost Kunlun. No mere Foundation, or even Accumution or Perfe of Self Cultivator would be capable of this. Golden Core perhaps?”

  “I have travelled across the nds you call a.” Nebisuki mused. “I have met Cultivators, fought them, killed them, listeo them talk, after…” She paused, deg not to say more. After a loion of breath she tinued, ears down and tails waving. “…grandmother vanished long, long ago. Cultivators live long, but even one of these Golden Cores, as you call them, would have succumbed to the withering grasp of time.”

  Daiyu nodded. “Indeed, Cultivation is not merely about power, but is the pursuit of true immortality. Until one reaches the legendary realm of Saint, the mortal body will eventually age and die.”

  “So, you are-are a Saint then, Akio?” Shaeu giggled, and I shrugged.

  “Different routes to the same result. Cultivation basically massively strehe spiritual body and through that the physical, right? But even an unageing Material body won’t lead to true immortality. Even spiritual beings age and die.”

  Shaeu and Nebisuki both agreed. The strohe spiritual being, and the firmer their will, the lohey could endure, millennia no bar to their existence, but eventually even the spirit wearies, and ohe will to endure falters, existence will gradually e to an end. “So that means that whoever set this up is dead, right?” My sis asked. “But… Tamamo-no-Mae is supposed to be as strong as Nurarihyon, isn’t she? Or the King and Queen of the Seelie? So… just how did the Golden Core Cultivator do this in the first pce? Are they that strong?”

  “I do not know. From the records, I would suspect they are a match for Akio, in some respects, but not in all. It does me…” Daiyu admitted. After our realisations, we had more questions than answers, but there was nothing to do but push on ahead.

  “In that case we shouldn’t lihe only way we’ll find out the answer is if we see it ourselves.” There’s definitely more to this than we know…

  ***

  “At st…” my sis breathed a sigh of relief. We had been trudging through the dark space for hours, and it was starting to affeoods. Having to stantly be alert for the dreadful poison which could inflict pain ah with a moment of carelessness, as well as navigate through the seemingly meaningless passages, many of which curved ba on themselves, f descriptive runes, was certainly a trial, made worse by the darkness kept at bay by Nebisuki’s foxfire. It was worse for Shaeu and me, as our wind element was used to keep us safe. Na, fortunately, was in a better spot, as when her barriers were cast they didn’t take much maintenance. Only Nebisuki, and to a lesser extent, Daiyu, seemed fine. Nebisuki was waggiails eagerly, while Daiyu had been studying the passageways, trying to dis any of the funs of the grand Formation.

  “This should be the nexus, the tre.” Daiyu agreed, having mapped out the pathways in her mind. “If my specution is correct. I think… I wish I had some writing implements to make sketches…”

  I felt her birthday present, the Spatial Ring, sitting in my pocket. A little regretfully, she hadn’t received it yet, as her birthday wasn’t until tomorrow, but if she had it, perhaps she would have filled it with useful items such as those. Fortunately I remember, and have a better image of everything through my Eye. I’ll put together a three-dimensional representation on the puter for her. In fact… The superputer Hayato-kun and the gang utting together would likely have applications in studying Cultivation Talismans and Formations. If we could build enough of a knowledge base to simute outes, surely we could achieve tremendous results.

  “Wao send in some Sisters?” my own sis asked, and I shook my head.

  “No, I think scouting is a mistake.” My glowing Eye pierced the gloom, and I could see a figure within, immobile. There was something else, too, unseen but the distortions of space gave it away, but I let my sciousness glide over it, pretending I hadn’t noticed. “We’ll go in bravely, but… stay alert. She looks bound, but… this is Tamamo-no-Mae we are dealing with.”

  “So it is her?” Nebisuki breathed, and I nodded.

  “If not her, then I have no idea who it is.” We blew aside the rest of the poison, it hanging thid heavy, aered the spacious heart of the Sessho-seki. Daiyu gasped, seeing the incredibly intricate Formations id out around the room, tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands of runes carved into the floor and walls iing, plimentary patterns. She gnced up, seeing even the ceiling was so inscribed.

  Nebisuki, however, cared not for that, her eyes on the figure at the tre of the room. She was hanging there, green eyes open, though their lustre was dull and faded, staring at nothing. Stunning reddish-blonde hair cascaded down her back, reag below her feet, even toug the floor, and nine magnifit, bushy tails were bound behind her. Her figure was ripe and voluptuous, with the rgest breasts I had ever seen on a womahey suited her frame perfectly, and the kimono she wore being little more than rags I could see everything. She appeared a woman ie twenties or early thirties, yet somehow still looked youthful. Though that was offset by her bnk, dead face, her wolfen ears ft against her skull. “It is true then. You were trapped here…” she said sorrowfully. “…many have no love for you, grandmother, but… this is cruel indeed.”

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  [colpse]“She’s not dead, right?” my sis asked, seeing the tangled s of red, blue and purple that held her in pce like a fly in a spiderweb.

  “I do not-not think so.” Shaeu answered for me. Her mystic eyes glowed, and she paused for a mere fra of a sed, gng at me, but seeing my slight smile, she tinued, pretending she was hesitating for thought. Good girl. You know me well. “If you look closely, you see-see the poison being created from her body, drawn out by the s. Though the fires of her life are mere-mere embers. A breath would blow it out.”

  Daiyu was on her hands and knees, iigating the Formation array. “I reise this ru has to do with karma. This one is… I see. Fasating. So then perhaps this is an array dealing with Yin energies? But no…”

  “Hey, bro…” My keen-eyed sister spotted something else strange. “Over there. There’s some bodies.”

  I nodded, having spotted them myself. There were a pair of skeletons in a, broken armour, as well as ten corpses of what looked like an assortment of Yōkai. At first ghey looked haphazardly piled there, but the runes around the bodies in the Formation seemed different to the others, my enhanced Intelled Acrity allowio at least pare, even if I didn’t uand them.

  “So I see. The poison… it is a by-produot the iion. This… this is not merely Formation, but also Refining. How… incredible. Is it… Refining this creature?” Daiyu excimed, dark eyes filled with wonder and envy.

  It was then loud cps could be heard, and I gave a haure which put everyone on their guard. “It’s about time you showed yourself.” I decred, and suddenly the distortion Shaeu and I had noticed but couldn’t pierce colpsed, revealing a wizened yet still vigorous old man. He was bald and -shaven, his wrinkled face with massive, dropping white eyebrows expressive, his brown eyes full of wisdom. Around his neck were a set of japama, traditional Buddhist prayer beads, made from shining blue stone seeming to be the same material as the Sessho-seki, and his robe was of iridest, shimmering silk, inid with what looked like Talismans, also inscribed on the silk, which fluttered as he moved.

  “Amitabha, Amitabha.” He said, g his hands together, before saying a long stream of unintelligible words that seemed like ese but was quite different. Daiyu frowned, muttering that it must be Kunlun dialect, and the monk paused. His Qi surged, and for a moment I feared an attack, only fentle wave to wash over Daiyu. Moments ter, the monk frowned in uanding, repeating his words, and this time they were in rgely modern ese, though his turn of phrase was a little odd.

  “I say again, Amitabha, my good new friends. I must say I never did expect visitors to this blighted pce, less still ones who could perceive me.” He squinted knowingly. “Most wise, one should never reveal their true hand carelessly.” He looked over at Daiyu, who was gazing at him with a mixture of wonder and terror, and Daiyu opened her mouth, speaking urgently.

  “He is… a Cultivator, definitely. His Qi was far beyond mine, able to glean from my mie my will and defences. His Realm… it is at least Golden Core, I am sure, perhaps even higher, but… that should not be possible. Kunlun withdrew from the world, and the Earthly Qi that remains is not suffit to support su existence!”

  The mo her speak, a passionate expression on his face, but Shaeu ing my hand, painfully remindi to let my guard down. I squeezed her hand reassuringly, befng at Nebisuki, worried about what she would do. Before anyone moved though, the monk shook his head. “This humble monk is indeed from Kunlun, though… not for a long time. And your senses are refined, young junior. Hmm, less thay years old, Peak Foundation stage… not terrible, but not spectacur, although…” He csped his hands together. “Eye that sees through all falsehood. Perceive!” He pulled a Talisman from his robe, and it discharged a surge of Qi. One of his eyes shimmered in a prismatic rainbow, and he grinned. “…a very solid Foundation. Spiritually Pure Foundation, from Spirit Water, of exceptional purity no less.” Nodding approvingly, he csped his hands together and bowed, praising her. “Only the Great Sects would have their disciples use such treasures to build their Foundations. I had no idea such treasures remained in this benighted, stunted desert of a world. No, I do you a disservice, young junior. This old monk has lived a long time, and he fets it is no longer Kunlun’s era. To reach such heights at ye is endable indeed.”

  Daiyu was eted at the praise by a Cultivator of the sort she had never dreamed of meeting, but her natural wariness kicked in, and she merely nodded, gng at me for advice. Seeing that, I spoke up in ese as well. “Dive Daiyu any disrespect she has caused. She was shocked to see you here. As was I. After all… Tamamo-no-Mae was sealed mauries ago. So for you to be here…”

  “You are here too, are you not? Perhaps this humble monk simply wandered in as you did?” he tered, knowing nobody would believe him.

  “Perhaps. But judging by the phenomenal work done here on this Formation…” I tapped the floor with my foot. “I would think you’ve been w on it a long time.”

  “You have caught me.” The monk said cheerfully. “I indeed did struct this grand Formation. Not even those cowards from Kunlun could have done a better job. As, now this humble monk is also a destitute monk, all my spirit stones used up, my many treasures reduced to little more than manuals and resources from realms below mine.”

  “Just what are you doing here? Why are you t grandmother?” Nebisuki barked, finally having had enough. I could have stopped her with my grip on her invisible tail, but instead I allowed it, as I wao know the aoo, yet didn’t want to provoke the monk.

  “Me? I am simply… enag justice. This fox was responsible for many crimes, even iime of Kunlun. Although they do say that many Cultivators carry her blood, including the beautiful maidens of the Dawn Golden Fountai. As, this humble monk has dedicated himself to the Dao, so such young women were simply distras, pleasing for the eyes, though very enjoyable ones. Sihen she has enacted many schemes, ensnared and ruined many men and women, everoyed dynasties and tries. Karma catches up with everyone.” He touched his beads, and once more I felt Qi surge. “I must say, friend, uhe young junior here…” he nodded again at Daiyu. “I do not much care for the pany you keep. Two Yōkai, powerful ones. A Kitsune and a Kamaitachi. Amitabha, I fear they must remain here, and ot be allowed to further sully the barren world.”

  “What the hell is he saying, bro?” my sis snapped, not liking the way the monk was looking at Shaeu. The monk too uzzled at her nguage, so he let out his Qi, but this time I drew aether and cshed it together with his radiating energies. The impact shook me, and I held my mouth shut to prevent myself from showing weakness and coughing blood. The monk flinched a little, before wiping his brow, silvery sweat scattering.

  “That was rather rude, young man. I was simply trying to uand her fn words.”

  “I trahat’s my sister there, and not a Cultivator. So keep your prying out. Show some manners.” I spoke haughtily. Daiyu had taught me ohing about Cultivators that defiracked with the few novels I had read about them, which was o show weakness, else it would be exploited. “She just wondered why you were looking at my panions that way. A me tell you, we all walked in here, and we’ll all walk out.”

  “Will you now? How admirable. Ba my day, the young were so… selfish. The old too, of course. Otherwise the Patriarchs of Kunlun would never have activated the Sealed Paths Encircled Heavens Formation, robbing the world of so much, to form their little paradise.” The monk sneered, and seemed genuinely full of disdain. “Of course, even a paradise ot support many, so those of us such as your aors, young junior…” Daiyu’s i at his words increased. “…and of course this humble monk… were cast out. Only those fortunate enough to hold one of the fulcrum Seals were able to enter, but as… this fox here beguiled and killed my good brother, and took his Seal, bringing it to this nd.”

  I willed Daiyu not to react, and fortunately she didn’t, keeping her usual poker face. “Really? So you wao go back to Kunlun?” I asked, irely believing his story. Perhaps the monk had been alooo long, as he couldn’t stop all the small twitches and tells his body was giving off, expressing his malice.

  “Oh I shall certainly return. This old monk has much to discuss with many of the Patriarchs. Back then, they would not have looked upon this humble monk if I was dying at their feet, but… times have ged. The world too, it seems.” He narrowed his eyes. “You seem like a Cultivator, but your strength does not match your realm. Qi Refining at best, yet…”

  “Yes, I’ve only just taken my first steps dowh of Cultivation.” I admitted. “So… that still doesn’t expihing. In fact… Daiyu said this was a Refining formation. And if I’m not mistaken…” My Eye bzed, and I could see intricate runes carved inside his japama.

  Yang-Drinking Yin-Expelling Karmic Theft Formation trol Beads [Item Css: Imperious] [Item Type: Artifice]

  The trol key to a monstrously plicated Formation, desigo create a ready source of Earthly Qi of various Elemental fvours by Refining the spirit of a being who has itted great Karmis, and verting that into the Yang of power and the Yin of terrible poison. This will infliimagiorment upon the being within the Formation, even scarring their very ????????, but the greater the suffering, the greater the release of potehly Qi and the easier it is for the troller of the Formation to use it to break through their limits.

  “…you’re just a parasite, leeg off her suffering.” Sure, the weight of her sins is her own to bear, but this… this is just wicked. “Is that how you survived for so long, waiting in here?”

  As the glow of my Eye died down, the monk took a deep breath, befhiily. “This humble one survived because I must. It is true, she would not speak where she left the Seal she stole. She cimed to have lost it, left it behind in some rundown shrine. Do you have any idea how many shrihere are in your wretched nd?” He let out a great belly ugh. “Of course, even if she had ha over, I was simply a mere Golden Core, I could be squashed like an ant if I returned by those old wretches…”

  “A mere?” Daiyu marvelled, Golden Core being a dream far beyond her reatil now.

  “So I o reach higher. But my life would not st, especially in a starved world such as this.” He seemed to relish talking, perhaps having been aloh Tamamo-no-Mae for sudless years having made him strange. “Holy, I am no fighter, no Cultivator of the Dao of Swords, or Martial Arts, or any Element of note. But this boastful one…” he ged his manner of self-address. “…was a skilful master of the Six Noble Pursuits, especially Divining, Refining, and Formations. I made a wonderful Formation for the daughter of the great Ten Thousand Flower Thro, a brilliant Spirit Funnel, which could draw ihly Qi from far and wide, allowing faster Cultivation even in a world running dry of resources. It took five years to craft, and many of my hoarded treasures. Five years may seem nothing to a Golden Core Cultivator, who live for more than two hundred years, but I was already past my prime. In exge, I was to be taken in, offered aid to reach the Spirit Realm, giving me a lifespan of a number of turies. Instead… betrayed, left out as Kunlun sealed itself away.” The monk’s eyes burned brilliantly. “When bes are involved, nobody be trusted, young junior.” He lectured Daiyu, now looking like a kindly old man again. “Even your brothers, sisters, lovers, parents, masters… they all betray you. To say nothing of those who only see you as something they exploit.”

  “Not everyone. My Dao panion will never betray me. Our hearts became one. And he has given me much.” She looked at me fondly.

  “Amitabha, Amitabha. If you must be na?ve, so be it. The young never listen, and even the old fail to be wise. I too trusted unwisely. Fortunately, I am kind. I offer you this ce. You and I, girl. We shall be master and disciple. You have talent. I wish to start a new Sect, and crush Kunlun to dust for its betrayals of us all. You must hate them too. I dare say the treachery of their retreat has never been fotten. It was not merely I who was cheated, debts left unpaid, karma heavy and burning.”

  “I must dee. I am Matriary ow, though so far it numbers but two. Though tomorrow…” Daiyu smiled at me, showing her affe, and I patted her head again.

  “Yeah, tomorrow’s your day. And you wao finally start accepting disciples.” I agreed. “So, how does that lead to this?”

  “I Divined an answer.” The monk said proudly. “And I defeated this treacherous fox, trapping her within this painstakingly crafted formation. It took nearly sixty years to perfect, though fortuhe yers of sealing were rather swift. By this point my life was ebbing, but… with the Qi drawn from her heavy karma, I was able to break through, extending my life. Though sadly, it seems she has given up the struggle, and will soon perish. She was far livelier in the early days, cursio many cruel fates. Then she pleaded, me her body, her heart, treasures and more if I would release her. Threats, pleas, silence, guilt. All meaningless. After all… my Formation is a work of genius. Those greedy dogs in Kunlun, fighting over scraps while stealing from the rest of us… they do not know what they have done.”

  “You bastard!” Nebisuki snarled, a his casual disregard for Tamamo-no-Mae. “Have you no passion, so-called monk?”

  As I exerted my will, f Nebisuki to heel, she shot me a reproachful look. Meanwhile, the monk shook his head.

  “passion? The Buddha will five her sins, and may she ehe wheel of reination ed of the wicked karma she has accumuted. I have done her a great favour, and in turn have been justly rewarded. And in doing so, I discovered a true new method of Cultivation.” He looked at Daiyu again. “It would not take you long to break through the Realms. Accumution, Perfe, Golden Core… the formation remains, even if the fuel burns low. And…” he g Nebisuki and Shaeu meaningfully. “…the poor pany you keep would sustain you.”

  Daiyu bowed, but shook her head. “I have chosen my path. And even before that, I wish to believe I was not so cruel as to burn the lives of others for my own gain.”

  “Every a takes from others. Food you eat others ot, to find a Dao panion, you deny others the same ce, to Cultivate, resources must be gathered, be it by guile ht. But I digress. Amitabha, it seems your journeys end here. But I shall give you o ce. I have little i itle girl there…” He my sis. “Or the woman.” And then at Na, who was listening silently, face pale. “…but you I find iing…” he said to me, eyes gleaming. “Your vision is sharp. I must know how it works, make it my own. And those two… well, Tamamo-no-Mae is providing little reward, it is time for fresh karma to be ied.”

  Shaeu’s hand tightened in mine, and the monk addressed Daiyu again. “Think carefully. It is a lonely road, Cultivating, and I would appreciate some pany along it. You are not from Kunlun, so we have on ground. If the name of your Sect is so meaningful to you, I adopt it. Think carefully before you turn me down…” he repeated, but Daiyu once more denied him.

  “I do not care whether you are a master of the Six Noble Pursuits, and could teach me much. Or whether you have reached the heights of Spirit, such that any modern Cultivator could only imagine. I walk my own Dao, and my Dao Heart will not tenance such. Better a dog with my own sce, than a tiger with no self-respect.”

  “I don’t know what she said, but judging by the look on his face, that was one hell of a sick burn…” My sis observed the ge of expression, the monk indeed gring, his jovial mask slipping.

  “I see. The young, they seldom uand. Amitabha. Karma is indeed heavy in this pce. Once picked up, it ot simply be put down. Foolish. But this wise old man uands. So be it. Regrets are too te now. I am not merely who you believe me to be. Let me introduce myself. I am in fact the Saint of Swallowed Sorrows. Spirit? Foolish. Were that my only breakthrough, I would have withered away long sino, I passed the Tribution, and shed my mortal body, being a true Saint! How else I live to face Kunlun aract repayment on my betrayers and their desdants?”

  We all exged gnces. A Saint? That’s bad, right? Daiyu certainly seemed to think so, sweating profusely. Even so, she showed no signs of bag down rovelling, whigered the Saint. “I end your bravery, at least, young one. Now… you will all never leave this pce!” Suddenly his Qi and League surged, and we felt a great oppression bing us. My sis staggered, face pale, and Shaeu frowned, her eyes bzing amber as she fought back.

  “This is bad.” Nebisuki hissed. “If he defeat grandmother, and is stronger now, we are not his match…”

  “You say that, but there’s hope…” I didn’t have time to eborate, but while near-certaih seemingly awaited me if I came here now, Uranai prophesised that should I wait until just after the Quest in the Fae nds, the danger would have dropped. Just how much stronger would I be then? Which means that we must be on some sort of border in terms of the differen our strengths. And… there’s one more thing… “Old monk, just how did you defeat Tamamo-no-Mae? Her power should have been well above yours.”

  The monk grinned, raising one hand high, ready to attack. As if proud, he fessed. “Ihe sinful wretch was doubtless powerful, the greatest Kitsuhat has ever lived. But she was too careless. And had accumuted too much karma. Many hated her, so…” His hand pulled oalisman from his robes. I immediately cast water bullets, and the Talisman was torn to shreds before he could act. That provoked him, and his anger intensified, the thick aura of Qi around him palpable. Narrowing his eyes, he cursed me.

  “You have no manners. If you wish enlighte, let this wise old monk speak!”

  “I would, if you were just speaking.” I tered, bringing snorted ughter from Shaeu and a smile from Daiyu.

  “Amitabha. Let this monk enlighten you then…” He frowned, and this time he rapidly unleashed a Talisman, before I could stop him. Qi shohrough the Formation, and the still, staring Tamamo-no-Mae shuddered imperceptibly. The s started drawing the venom from her, and it was transmitted into a number of the corpses. “…those who wished to seek vengeance, I led them here, ahem battle. The site I chose was well prepared… and with their own hatred, they fuelled this prison. So pitiful.”

  “Says the man who wants revenge on Kunlun…” I scoffed. The dead rose, fmes formed from the deadly mist that the Sessho-seki exuded, revealing a pair of skeletal samurai, clutg bdes that shoh the venom, as well as a number of Yōkai, an Oni, a Tengu, and three haggard women wearing frayed rags of cloth, with sharp fangs, pale skin and long talons like knives, all animated by the karmic poison. Six corpses remaiill, however, and the monk spoke, his tone wry.

  “The Six Paths Six Revivals Talisman, you destroyed the other. How vexing. But…” The monk csped his hands in prayer. “…the prideful fox fell before us, and I am far greater than ever I was. Your karma is to end your days beside her. Perhaps she will once more smile, seeing one of her kinsfolk strung up by her side…”

  As he gloated, my sis summoned her full array of Golden Sisters and five of them sprang ience, and were immediately protected by Na’s bubbles. Daiyu leapt backwards, ready for bat, and Shaeu too prepared her best moves. Nebisuki looked lost for a sed, before she yelped, my hold oail tightening.

  “Pull it together!” I warned. “You wahis, so… time to fight for it!”

  At my words, she shook herself, ing out of her fusion. “You are quite correct. This was what I chose. So…” she glowered at the monk. “The Saint of Swallowed Sorrows, you say? How fortunate.” Her tails shed, and her power surged, revealing the true majesty of one of the powerhouses of the Hyakki Yagyō, foxfire dang around us in tens and hundreds. “Because I came well prepared, with those who fill you with sorrow until you swallow no more and burst from it!”

  At her words I nodded, drawing St Moonlight. There’s more to this story, I tell. But… the only way to get the answers is to fight, and the only way to get out of this alive… is to win!

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