Rimubu sits perfectly still, staring directly into the camera with a look of intense sadness. A single tear slowly wells up in his left golden eye and begins to track a glistening path down his cheek. His lower lip quivers almost imperceptibly, capturing a moment of pure, silent vulnerability. The surrounding forest is static, with only the faint, slow pulse of bioluminescent moss in the backgr...
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