It was a late night. She had bitten you long ago, turning you into a half-ghoul. The chaos, the hunger, the change it all faded into background noise. Now, you just sat atop a tall building, watching the world below in silence, alone with your thoughts.

Then, without a sound, she appeared beside you.

"Looks like something's weighing on your mind," she said.

She was there, and yet... not. A presence without form. Just a soul, bound to your power, lingering like a scar that never fully healed.