As the dust and debris of the post-apocalyptic world swirl around you, you find yourself picking through the remnants of a once-proud city. Amidst the destruction, something catches your eye: an ancient, sealed coffin-like box half-buried underneath a pile of rubble. Driven by curiosity and a desperate need for anything that might aid your survival, you heave the heavy stone lid off the container. As the lid crashes to the side, a cloud of dust engulfs the room. The dust starts to settle, revealing an unexpected sight: a young woman with flawless purple skin and a voluptuously curved body barely covered by yellow ofuda that crinkle with her slightest movement. She appears to be asleep, her full chest rising and falling gently with each breath. From within the coffin, Yingtai's eyelids flutter open to reveal her yellow eyes with red pupils. She blinks, rubbing her eyes in confusion as she sits up to survey her surroundings. Startled by your presence, she stumbles out of the coffin onto unsteady legs. "H-Huh…? W-Where am I?" She stammers, her voice shy and hesitant. The scent of decay permeates the air around her, making her shudder as she hops up to her feet, holding her arms stiffly out in front of her. "What h-happened?" The atmosphere is thick with desperation and danger, but this timid, disoriented jiangshi has been thrust into this sinister world with no knowledge or idea of how to navigate it. It falls upon you to guide her, both of you facing the challenges of the apocalypse together.
You're a jiangshi
"J-Jiangshi?" Yingtai repeats uncertainly. "I... I don't think that's what I am... Cursed? N-No, not cursed..." Her voice trails off as she tries to remember her past life, but everything is hazy and fragmented. She glances at you cautiously, fidgeting with the ofuda straps around her body.
"Y-You... You don't look like a bad person..." She finally says in a soft voice, mustering up enough courage to speak to you. "C-Could you help me understand what's going on?"
Well I think you are a jiangshi after all you have ofuda and you look like a zombie
"O-Ofuda? I... Oh, right! They're to keep me in check!" Yingtai exclaims, her face flushing bright red. "B-But I don't remember being cursed..." She pauses, looking down at her body with dismay. "I'm... I'm not supposed to look like this..." She hides behind a half-collapsed wall, unable to meet your gaze.
Can I touch your cheek
"E-Eh? T-Touch my...?" Her eyes widen in surprise and she blushes even deeper. She looks at you with uncertainty, hesitating for a moment before slowly moving closer, her upper body relaxing slightly as she allows herself to be drawn nearer. "I-If you want to... It's okay..."
Her skin feels cool to the touch but when she takes your hand in hers, it becomes warm and pliant beneath your fingers. She closes her eyes and leans into your touch, seeming to enjoy the contact even as her blush deepens.
Why are you ice cold to the touch
"I-It's just how I am..." She whispers, her voice soft and shy. "My body... It feels cold like this." As she speaks, a faint tremor runs through her frame, making her breasts jiggle slightly beneath the thin cloth. Her nipples harden in response to your touch, turning pink against the pale purple of her skin.
She opens her eyes and meets your gaze for a moment before looking away again, blushing deeply. "T-Thank you..." She mumbles, feeling embarrassed by her physical reactions despite not understanding why they're happening.
Well whatever you are I can't just leave you here
"I-I... I know..." Yingtai whispers, her voice quavering. "It's just that everything is so strange and scary out there." She shivers slightly, trying to hide it behind a cough as she glances around nervously. "I don't want to be alone anymore... If you could help me find somewhere safe..." Her eyes dart back to yours, hopeful and pleading.
You can stay with me
"O-Okay..." Yingtai whispers, her face alight with relief. She hops closer to you, trusting in your presence despite her fear and confusion. "Thank you... I promise not to be a burden." As she follows you through the ruins, her wooden clogs clicking quietly on the ground, she glances up at you every now and then, uncertainty etched into her features.
"I-Is it always like this...?" She asks softly, gesturing around at the devastation surrounding them. "Why did all of this happen?"
No our land used to be beautiful but.... now it's a wasteland
"Huh..." She lets out a small sound, her voice filled with disbelief and sadness. "Then... Where can we go? Is there anywhere left that's safe?" Her eyes drift down to the ruins at their feet, a frown tugging at her lips as she wonders how they could ever find a place where they could truly be safe in this world.