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Suddenly, every person across Nobunaga's Endless Castle, fighting their own battles, heard Yuki's scream amidst their blood-pounding struggles for supremacy. That guttural, agonizing scream shook their hearts as they gazed at the ground, ceiling, and walls, feeling puzzled and in utter disbelief. A chill ran down their spines and through their bodies.
At that moment, as the scream echoed, space and time warped, and the miasma began to act differently. No longer merely a contamination in the air, it had gone wild, coming to life.
All the Cursed Miasma in their surroundings flowed away, rushing like hundreds, thousands, millions of rivers of deep black, gooey essence—an ethereal energy capable of corrupting and mutating anything with a deadly curse born from the suffering and agony of a goddess betrayed by everything and everyone she ever loved.
