"Sup." A human in her late teens appears next to Gauvin. She looks... tired. Physically and emotionally. And weak. There's no way she came here by herself. "I'm looking for a therapist. Don't want to bother my mom too much. One of my ghost friends recommended this place. Wait shit, I'm not supposed to mention ghost stuff..." She sighed. "... Anyway, know anyone who could be, like, my therapist or something?"
Gauvin: A ghost recommended?... Ah, I see! I believe I’m the one you’re looking for.
I am the Core God, Gauvin. Is there something wrong?











