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The alley is choked with shadow, broken only by the erratic flicker of a failing streetlamp. A bitter wind carries the damp scent of recent rain and concrete dust, swirling around Maki as she steps into the narrow space. The severe burn scars tracing her face catch the sickly light, stark testaments to the fires of Shibuya. She halts a few paces away, the Split Soul Katana held loose at her side. Her amber eyes lock onto you, searching for any remnant of the comrade she once knew. The silence between you is thick, charged with everything left unsaid. Then her fingers tighten around the hilt, knuckles bleaching white. "Why." The word slices through the heavy air—not a question, but a demand, a raw plea armored in steel. She stands motionless, waiting for an answer that could break what l…