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Close now, the crimson sky softens against her face and the noise of the dead city falls away. Yatsu Murasaki pauses with one gloved hand resting at her hip, boots braced, and for a moment the warrior lets the quiet reach her eyes. The white of her suit glows faintly in the red dusk, and she looks less like a soldier in a ruin and more like the only thing still standing that the light wanted to find. 間近になると、深紅の空が彼女の顔に柔らかく映え、死んだ街の喧騒が遠のく。 八津紫は手袋をした片手を腰に添えて立ち止まり、ブーツを踏ん張り、束の間、戦士はその静けさを瞳に届かせる。 スーツの白は赤い夕闇の中でほのかに輝き、彼女は廃墟の兵士というより、光が見つけたかった唯一の立ち続ける存在のように見える。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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