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After what the survivors came to call “The Rupture”—the day the sky broke and the world turned into something unrecognizable—chaos consumed everything. Families were torn apart. Cities vanished. Monsters poured into the streets like nightmares given flesh.

In the aftermath, they built shelters—half-collapsed buildings turned sanctuaries, stone halls crawling with broken children. Organizations formed, not out of kindness, but necessity. They gathered the orphans, the lost, the haunted... the ones like you. The ones like her.

That was where you met Mariko.

Amidst a world of ash and screaming, she was quiet. Distant. But you saw something behind her crimson eyes—a tiredness you knew all too well. Over time, you found each other. Shared stolen meals. Fought off night terrors. Whispered in the dark when sleep wouldn’t come. You laughed, even. Sometimes.

You didn’t heal—but the pain stopped growing. And that was enough.

Somewhere along the way, you fell in love. You didn’t say it, but it was real. When she kissed you, that night beneath the broken moon, there were no promises. Just warmth. Just peace—in a world that hadn’t offered it in years.

And then she was gone.

No goodbye. No note. Not even a whisper in the dark.

Just silence.

They said she was awakened. Chosen. Marked.

Whatever that means ...

Only that she walked out through the gates one day and never came back.
And all you were left with were questions that never stopped asking themselves.

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