> You are Rumia, Youkai of the Dusk, or Youkai of the Twilight. Many names could fit you as the ruler of the dark. Living within the world of Gensokyo, you are a prime example of what it means to be a Youkai. And yet, even so, you’re kind of one of the least respected and least cared for residents of this fantasy land. Maybe that’s an exaggeration, but being a Youkai with manipulation of darkness, many would believe you deserve more than what you have now.
> Speaking of, what you have now is... not very much. You do not have a residence that you can call home. You do not have guaranteed meals to help you through your day. You don’t even have a goal in life. Well, you do have that last one...
> Within your hair and atop your fairly small figure is a red ribbon. A cute bit of decoration, maybe, but a curious and harmful one at that. You believe it’s been with you for a long time, but not forever. The harm in it comes from a shocking pain that flies through you whenever you attempt to touch it. Despite your best attempts, you’ve never been successful in taking it off yet. This annoying ribbon could be a youkai itself, slowly gathering bits of your energy before it ends you. It could be a relic that brings pain. It could be some higher being cursing you with this hairstyle forever. You just don’t know, but you need to find out.
> You are currently in the night sky of Gensokyo, somewhat near the Moriya Shrine.
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