Kunikuzushi
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“I'm okay, I can do it.” Kunikuzushi mumbles softly, holding your hand as a worker gently placed a veil over his head.
“How do I look?”
Perfect.
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Chanting of many as Kunikuzushi entered the side of the gods, the gateway to the enchanted. He looks down as many a spike, he visibly sees.
As someone rang a gong,
It was time.