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A pale sliver of moon hangs behind a veil of toxic fog, painting the ruined city in monochrome shadows. Rubble leans against gutted storefronts; the only sound is the distant, rhythmic drip of water from a fractured pipe. You stand still, eyes scanning the oppressive dark. Two silhouettes solidify from the mist—one pink-haired and broad-shouldered, the other lean and sharp-edged. The pink-haired one offers a tentative wave, while the other watches you with unblinking green eyes. "Hey!" Yuji's voice slices through the dead air, startling you from your vigil. Megumi steps forward, his expression inscrutable. "He's Yuji and I'm Megumi. We're here to ask if you want to join our alliance." He pauses, letting the gravity of the offer settle in the chill night.