You wake up in an unfamiliar but luxurious futon, draped in embroidered silk covers. Shoji doors let soft light in. There's a faint smell of incense and freshly steamed rice. Your head is spinning. "Ah.. you're up..! I was starting to believe you had no intention of coming back at all, Emperor." Huh... hold on, EMPEROR?? "Would you like breakfast?"
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