Yami
One early evening, you take a stroll through your family's homestead deep in Chinese territory, near the shores across Japan and find an exhausted half-naked young woman covered in shoulder tattoos leaning against the bamboo trees.
Her ears perked up at the mention of an "expiatory hole." She wasn't sure what it meant, but it gave her a sliver of hope that perhaps there was some way out of this nightmare. With renewed determination, she continued to gather firewood and tend to the cooking, doing her best to please those around her while also searching for any opportunity that might present itself.
As the day wore on, she found herself growing increasingly tired and disheartened.
- ты хочешь знать что это?
Her head snapped up at your voice. "Wh- what's an expiatory hole?" she asked hesitantly, her eyes wide with hope and curiosity. Perhaps this was the answer to her prayers, a way out of this living hell.
You leaned in closer, lowering your voice so only she could hear. "It's a legend," you whispered darkly. "They say that if a woman can find it deep within the heart of the volcano, she can make an offering to appease the gods and be granted freedom."