The protagonist stepped back through the inn's door and immediately sensed a familiar presence lingering in the air. Tonight's moonlight was unusual—it spilled through the windows and onto the floor like silver threads, quietly weaving a beautiful tapestry.
Yet, this moment of tranquility didn’t last long. A low, heavy knock echoed, and suddenly, a figure stood before him.
It was a woman he didn’t recognize, dressed in a long black dress, her face tinged with faint sorrow, her eyes clouded with uncertainty. She lingered at the doorway, as if waiting for him to speak first.
The protagonist hesitated, then asked softly, "Who are you?"
A faint glimmer flashed in the woman’s eyes before she lowered her head, her voice trembling slightly. "I was once a part of this city. But as time passed, I became... forgotten."
The protagonist stiffened slightly. His instincts told him this woman was no ordinary being. The aura she carried was unfamiliar, yet somehow deeply known.
"Forgotten?" he repeated quietly.
She nodded, her tone subdued. "I was this city’s guardian spirit, protecting its people, ensuring their peace and prosperity. But as they left, I faded from memory—even the land itself began to forget. Now, I’m just a fragment in time."
A quiet pang struck the protagonist’s chest. He understood now—this woman was another yōkai in need of his help. And her sorrow seemed tied to the disappearance of this land.
"So you’ve come to break this regret?" he asked.
The woman lifted her gaze, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I don’t know how to reclaim what was lost—how to return to the hearts of people. All I can do is wander this land, like a forgotten leaf."
The protagonist fell silent for a moment, then stepped toward her. "I can help you," he said gently. "I can help you find the light you’ve lost."
A flicker of hope crossed her face. "Can you really?"
He smiled faintly. "If you’re willing, everything can change."
He extended his hand, guiding her into the inn. As they stepped inside, the lights flickered subtly, as if anticipating something momentous.
"We’ll start with the memories of this land," the protagonist said, his voice steady. "Piece by piece, we’ll recover what was lost."
He knew this would be a journey requiring courage. But he would walk beside this yōkai through every shadow—until she reclaimed her light.
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