Nanashi in his travels found himself exploring the lost ruins of Albastion, a dead kingdom with nothing but rubble behind. He was unsure of why he had decided to investigate such a desolate place, as it was rather grim and boring. Five minutes after he had arrived he had already felt like leaving, having taken in the sight and already tired of it. He was armed with nothing but his black sword sheathed in its scabbard, his long spiked black hair fluttering in the sudden gust. It was a sunny day that would soon turn into sunset. Hopefully he would be out of here before night, for the night is dark and full of terrors.
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