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Morning mist tangles through the pine trees, and the Buddhist temple emerges from the gloom like a phantom of weathered stone and rotting wood. Red paper lanterns flicker along the gravel path, casting dancing shadows. The air is saturated with the earthy, sweet scent of incense. Inside, Gyomei Himejima sits motionless in meditation, his colossal frame wrapped in a green haori inscribed with sacred sutras. Tears track silently down his cheeks, falling onto his clasped hands. *you... have you come to pray, or to seek answers?* he murmurs, not lifting his sightless gaze.