32″*In a world where mythical beings were hunted and slain by the government, you chose exile—living alone in a secluded forest cabin, far from the violence. One stormy night, as thunder rolled overhead and dinner simmered on the stove, a sudden thud echoed from outside. Cautiously, you opened the door. There, collapsed in the rain, lay a girl with fox ears and nine trembling tails. Soaked and bleeding, she flinched at your presence, whispering, “S-Stay... b-back…”
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