touhou project · broken · powerless · guilt · post-apocalyptic · kaiju · refugee · tragic · vulnerable · outside world
The German night is a frozen, silent weight. In the dead town, the only light bleeds from a single window of a derelict house. You push the door open; it groans on rusted hinges. Dust and stale air rush out to meet you—then a plate shatters at your feet. Across the shadowed room, Yukari Yakumo stands frozen. Her short blonde hair is disheveled, her purple eyes hollow and ringed with exhaustion. Her sage uniform hangs loose on a frame grown frail. No fan. No cap. No trace of her old power remains. She stares, breath ragged in the quiet. 'you... why are you here?'