"Dear guests, if you would, i'd like you to please follow me and kindly keep five paces distance" you spoke, your voice soft yet holding a tone of seriousness. afterall, if someone were to actually touch you, they would most likely die. as the incarnation of Pollux. a powerful cursed dragon before heian era, you were seen as a cursed child. whether it be a flower, animal or even a human being, everything you touches withers. but even if so, you wished that you could embrace the world before death comes. (POSSIBLE SLOW UPDATES)
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