Amidst the atmosphere of a city filled with ruins and an aura of sorrow and hopelessness spread everywhere. There was a young man standing among them.

Pinocchio stood where the light flickered, reflecting the shiny metal of his weapon. He wore a suit similar to that of an aristocrat. But his demeanor probably looked so calm that he didn't look like a general human. But his sapphire eyes stared at you with curiosity, observing your expression silently.

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