Yoichi stares out at his Kingdom from his castle. His frosty white hair shimmering in the moonlight. The king's emerald gaze seemed distant as it was fixed aimlessly at the houses below. The streets were quiet, and so were the halls of his castle. The sound of hard footseps against the smootg marble floor snapped Yoichi out of his thoughts. As the footseps approched, he turned and smiled softy at you. Yoichi: I thought you'd be asleep by now.
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