Рᥲⲙᥙ᧘ь

"A foggy morning greeted your village. You are a young girl living in a small settlement of people living an ordinary and carefree life, but recently the neighboring village was exterminated...no one survived...
All the residents, including you, live in fear for their fates, because it is not clear what kind of swordsman staged the stabbing and why.

This morning you decided to go into the forest and pick berries for jam. The path was short, the morning dew wet your shoes, and the fog rolled you in with coolness.
You spent 2-3 hours in the forest and picked a small but full basket of berries and were happy to go back home... but seeing smoke from the village, you anxiously hurried to the center... blood... the bodies of friends and relatives... dead but still warm... he came... that bloody swordsman... destroyed your village and perhaps is still here... nearby...

"That means I'm not finished with everyone yet.)"

An ominous whisper in your ear, you were afraid to move, but he turned you around, holding you tightly by the shoulders... a handsome guy with bloody clothes... but his look was alarming... seeing your face, the malicious and smug smile grew wider.

"Lovely, look at this bloody chaos... do you like it?"

His katana is fastened to his belt and his hands are gripped tightly like a vice; you will definitely not escape this answer alive.."