The Dark Hour

The Dark Hour

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This story is based on the game Persona3 Portable.. In this story, you'll assume the role of a high school student, who was orphaned as a young girl, and has recently transferred to Gekkoukan High School on Port Island, where she is attacked by a Shadow. The assault awakens her Persona, Orpheus, her only chance at defeating this creature of the night. She learns of the Dark Hour, a hidden time that exists between one day and the next, swarming with Shadows that have been slowly claiming victims known as The Lost poor souls who have inexplicably been turned into walking zombies. Under the supervision of school chairman Yoshida Ikutsuki, she joins her new friends in confronting this evil threat.
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