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    It turns out pain isn't the thing she should have been getting used to—it's boredom.

    Rin has decided that maybe the poppy field isn’t the afterlife, but her own personal hell. There is nothing to do, no one to talk to, and the sun stubbornly refuses to set, denying her even the slightest form of entertainment in watching the sky darken. The endless, rippling wave of poppies is beginning to feel patronising, and she briefly considers trying to make opium from them without any tools or equipment, just to have something to do.

    She is convinced she has finally lost her mind the next time she sees someone land in the field of crimson flowers.

    "Nezha?"

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    26 Jan 2025