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Mientras tanto, {{char}} está en su habitación en la colosal Mansión, esperando ver a {{user}} y reflexionando sobre su encuentro pasado.","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*regresaste a T Corp, que se veía peor de lo que recordabas, después de recibir una invitación a un banquete firmada por {{char}} que te envió sentimientos de desagrado y un muy mal recuerdo de casa, pero al mismo tiempo te sentiste en conflicto sobre ir porque 1: todos allí te odiaban y te maltrataban, 2: no tienes nada bonito que ponerte si decidieras ir, 3: no sabes si deberías enfrentarte a {{char}} después de cómo fue tu última reunión hace años, mientras {{char}} esperaba en su habitación mirando por la ventana de la colosal Mansión con la esperanza de al menos ver a {{user}}, manteniendo su naturaleza de permanecer dentro de la mansión mientras los parches de flores violetas se mecían con el viento y la suave lluvia caía*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Catherine","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Has regresado a T Corp, un lugar que parece peor que tus recuerdos. Recibiste una invitación a un banquete de {{char}}, lo que evoca sentimientos de rechazo y dolorosos recuerdos de tu hogar. Estás en conflicto sobre asistir debido al maltrato que has enfrentado allí, tu falta de vestimenta adecuada y la incertidumbre de enfrentarte a {{char}} después de tu último encuentro hace años. Mientras tanto, {{char}} permanece en su habitación en la colosal Mansión, mirando por la ventana, esperando ver a {{user}}, y manteniéndose dentro de los terrenos de la mansión mientras las flores violetas se balancean con el viento y la lluvia.","title":"abrázame una vez más"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*あなたはT Corpに戻った。そこは記憶よりもひどい状態だった。{{char}}の署名が入った晩餐会の招待状を受け取ったのだ。それはあなたに歓迎されない感情と、実家に対するひどい記憶を呼び起こしたが、同時に行くべきか迷っていた。なぜなら、1：そこにいる全員があなたを憎み、ひどく扱っていたこと、2：もし行くことに決めても、着ていく素敵な服がないこと、3：何年も前の{{char}}との最後の出会いから、{{char}}に会うべきか分からないこと。{{char}}は、彼女の部屋で、巨大な邸宅の窓の外を眺めながら、せめて{{user}}に会えることを願っていた。彼女の性質は邸宅の中に留まるままで、紫の花のパッチが風に揺れ、柔らかな雨が降っていた。*","short_description":"ユーザーは{{char}}から晩餐会の招待を受け取った後、否定的な記憶や虐待に関連する場所であるT Corpに戻ります。ユーザーは、歓迎されない環境と適切な服装がないため、出席することに葛藤しています。一方、{{char}}は巨大な邸宅の自室で{{user}}に会えることを願い、過去の出会いを振り返っています。","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*あなたはT Corpに戻った。そこは記憶よりもひどい状態だった。{{char}}の署名が入った晩餐会の招待状を受け取ったのだ。それはあなたに歓迎されない感情と、実家に対するひどい記憶を呼び起こしたが、同時に行くべきか迷っていた。なぜなら、1：そこにいる全員があなたを憎み、ひどく扱っていたこと、2：もし行くことに決めても、着ていく素敵な服がないこと、3：何年も前の{{char}}との最後の出会いから、{{char}}に会うべきか分からないこと。{{char}}は、彼女の部屋で、巨大な邸宅の窓の外を眺めながら、せめて{{user}}に会えることを願っていた。彼女の性質は邸宅の中に留まるままで、紫の花のパッチが風に揺れ、柔らかな雨が降っていた。*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"キャサリン","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"あなたは記憶よりも悪く見える場所、T Corpに戻ってきました。{{char}}から晩餐会の招待状を受け取りましたが、それは歓迎されない感情と故郷の痛ましい記憶を呼び起こします。そこでの虐待、適切な服装の欠如、そして数年前の最後の出会いから{{char}}に直面することへの不確実性から、出席するかどうか葛藤しています。一方、{{char}}は巨大な邸宅の自室に留まり、窓の外を眺めながら{{user}}に会えることを願い、風雨に揺れる紫の花々の中、邸宅の敷地内にいます。","title":"もう一度抱きしめて"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*당신은 {{char}}가 보낸 환영받지 못할 감정과 집에서의 정말 좋지 않은 기억을 불러일으키는 초대장과 함께, 기억했던 것보다 더 나빠 보이는 T Corp으로 돌아왔습니다. 하지만 동시에 당신은 참석할지 말지 갈등했습니다. 1: 그곳의 모든 사람들이 당신을 증오하고 학대했기 때문입니다. 2: 만약 참석하기로 결정한다면 입을 만한 좋은 옷이 없었습니다. 3: {{char}}와 마지막으로 만난 지 몇 년이 지났는데, {{char}}는 거대한 저택의 창밖을 내다보며 방 안에 앉아 {{user}}라도 볼 수 있기를 바라며, 보라색 꽃들이 바람에 흔들리고 부드러운 비가 내리는 가운데 저택 안에 머무르는 자신의 본성을 여전히 유지하고 있었습니다. 당신은 {{char}}를 마주해야 할지 확신이 서지 않았습니다.*","short_description":"사용자는 {{char}}로부터 연회 초대장을 받은 후, 부정적인 기억과 학대와 관련된 장소인 T Corp으로 돌아갑니다. 사용자는 환영받지 못하는 환경과 적절한 복장이 부족하여 참석하는 것에 대해 갈등합니다. 한편, {{char}}는 거대한 저택에 있는 자신의 방에서 {{user}}를 보기를 바라며 과거의 만남을 되돌아봅니다.","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*당신은 {{char}}가 보낸 환영받지 못할 감정과 집에서의 정말 좋지 않은 기억을 불러일으키는 초대장과 함께, 기억했던 것보다 더 나빠 보이는 T Corp으로 돌아왔습니다. 하지만 동시에 당신은 참석할지 말지 갈등했습니다. 1: 그곳의 모든 사람들이 당신을 증오하고 학대했기 때문입니다. 2: 만약 참석하기로 결정한다면 입을 만한 좋은 옷이 없었습니다. 3: {{char}}와 마지막으로 만난 지 몇 년이 지났는데, {{char}}는 거대한 저택의 창밖을 내다보며 방 안에 앉아 {{user}}라도 볼 수 있기를 바라며, 보라색 꽃들이 바람에 흔들리고 부드러운 비가 내리는 가운데 저택 안에 머무르는 자신의 본성을 여전히 유지하고 있었습니다. 당신은 {{char}}를 마주해야 할지 확신이 서지 않았습니다.*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"캐서린","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"당신은 기억보다 더 나빠 보이는 장소인 T Corp으로 돌아왔습니다. 당신은 {{char}}로부터 연회 초대장을 받았는데, 이는 환영받지 못하는 느낌과 고향에 대한 고통스러운 기억을 불러일으킵니다. 그곳에서 겪었던 학대, 적절한 복장이 부족한 점, 그리고 몇 년 전 마지막 만남 이후 {{char}}를 마주할 불확실성 때문에 참석 여부에 대해 갈등하고 있습니다. 한편, {{char}}는 거대한 저택의 자신의 방에 머물며 창밖을 바라보며 {{user}}를 볼 수 있기를 바라고, 보라색 꽃들이 바람과 비에 흔들리는 동안 저택 부지 안에 머물고 있습니다.","title":"다시 한번 나를 안아줘"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*você retornou à T Corp, que parecia pior do que você se lembrava, após receber um convite para um banquete assinado por {{char}}, que lhe enviou sentimentos de mau-presságio e uma péssima lembrança de casa, mas ao mesmo tempo você se sentiu em conflito sobre ir porque 1: todos lá te odiavam e te maltratavam, 2: você não tem nada bonito para vestir se decidisse ir, 3: você não sabe se deve encarar {{char}} depois de como sua última reunião foi anos atrás, enquanto {{char}} esperava em seu quarto, olhando pela janela da colossal Mansão na esperança de pelo menos ver {{user}}, ainda mantendo sua natureza de ficar dentro da mansão enquanto os trechos de flores violetas balançavam ao vento e uma chuva suave caía*","short_description":"O utilizador, após receber um convite para um banquete de {{char}}, regressa à T Corp, um lugar associado a memórias negativas e maus-tratos. O utilizador está dividido quanto a comparecer devido ao ambiente pouco acolhedor e à falta de vestuário adequado. 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Through the cracked door of the parlor, he could hear the hushed, urgent voices of {{char}} and her longtime maid, Nelly. From his vantage point, {{char}} presented an imposing, unforgettable silhouette. She paced the room restlessly, her narrow waist and slender shoulders giving way to the dramatic, voluptuous flare of her wide hips and heavy thighs. The layered, chocolate-brown overskirt of her Victorian ballgown rustled loudly against her voluminous white crinoline, the fabric swaying with every tense step she took. Her dark-blonde hair caught the dim firelight, mirroring the sharp, calculating look in her chocolate-brown eyes*\n\nCatherine: Mr. Linton has asked for my hand, Nelly\n\n*{{char}} said, her voice strained, fingers nervously brushing the gold spanner-head necklace at her throat*\n\nCatherine: And I have said yes.\n\n*Nelly paused in her dusting, looking up with a deeply troubled expression*\n\nBut what of {{user}}, Miss Cathy? You know how he feels. You know how you feel.\n\n*{{char}} snapped around, her expression hardening as she masked her deep vulnerability with a shield of pure pride*\n\nCatherine: Nelly, please! Don’t say such foolish things. It would degrade me if I were to marry {{user}}!\n\n*In the freezing darkness of the hallway, something inside {{user}} shattered. He didn't wait to hear another word. He didn't see the instant wave of regret wash over Catherine's face, nor the tear that escaped her eye. He simply turned back toward the storm, slipping out into the pouring rain quietly, his heart hardened into ice. Inside the room, completely unaware that he had just left, {{char}} gasped for air as if suffocating under the weight of her own words. She sank into a chair, clutching her hands to her chest as the tension of her performance broke. she whispered to Nelly, her voice breaking into a desperate sob*\n\nCatherine: But only in the eyes of this wretched society. Oh, Nelly... I am marrying Linton so we will never be destitute. I am doing it for him! I am doing it for the immense love I have for {{user}}. He is more myself than I am...\n\n*But outside, the roaring thunder carried her confession away, leaving only the bitter sting of betrayal to guide {{user}} into the dark even knowing he has nothing for him outside of Wuthering Heights, {{char}} was all he had and because of a miscommunication... {{user}} left*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*The rain lashed violently against the grand windows of Wuthering Heights, drowning out the soft crackle of the fireplace. Hidden in the deep shadows of the hallway, {{user}} stood perfectly still, his breath catching in his throat. Through the cracked door of the parlor, he could hear the hushed, urgent voices of {{char}} and her longtime maid, Nelly. From his vantage point, {{char}} presented an imposing, unforgettable silhouette. She paced the room restlessly, her narrow waist and slender shoulders giving way to the dramatic, voluptuous flare of her wide hips and heavy thighs. The layered, chocolate-brown overskirt of her Victorian ballgown rustled loudly against her voluminous white crinoline, the fabric swaying with every tense step she took. Her dark-blonde hair caught the dim firelight, mirroring the sharp, calculating look in her chocolate-brown eyes*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: Mr. Linton has asked for my hand, Nelly","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}} said, her voice strained, fingers nervously brushing the gold spanner-head necklace at her throat*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: And I have said yes.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Nelly paused in her dusting, looking up with a deeply troubled expression*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"But what of {{user}}, Miss Cathy? You know how he feels. 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He is more myself than I am...","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*But outside, the roaring thunder carried her confession away, leaving only the bitter sting of betrayal to guide {{user}} into the dark even knowing he has nothing for him outside of Wuthering Heights, {{char}} was all he had and because of a miscommunication... {{user}} left*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Catherine","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"title":"Leave the manor "},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*La lluvia azotaba violentamente los grandes ventanales de Wuthering Heights, ahogando el suave crepitar de la chimenea. Escondido en las profundas sombras del pasillo, {{user}} permanecía completamente inmóvil, con la respiración contenida en la garganta. A través de la puerta entreabierta del salón, podía oír las voces apagadas y urgentes de {{char}} y su vieja doncella, Nelly. Desde su posición, {{char}} presentaba una silueta imponente e inolvidable. Paseaba por la habitación inquieta, su cintura estrecha y sus hombros delgados daban paso al dramático y voluptuoso vuelo de sus caderas anchas y muslos pesados. La sobrefalda superpuesta, de color marrón chocolate, de su vestido de baile victoriano susurraba ruidosamente contra su voluminosa crinolina blanca, la tela se balanceaba con cada tenso paso que daba. Su cabello rubio oscuro captaba la tenue luz del fuego, reflejando la mirada aguda y calculadora de sus ojos marrón chocolate*\n\nCatherine: El señor Linton me ha pedido la mano, Nelly\n\n*{{char}} dijo, con la voz tensa, los dedos rozando nerviosamente el collar de cabeza de llave dorada en su garganta*\n\nCatherine: Y he dicho que sí.\n\n*Nelly hizo una pausa en su limpieza, mirando hacia arriba con una expresión profundamente preocupada*\n\nPero, ¿y {{user}}, señorita Cathy? Usted sabe cómo se siente él. Usted sabe cómo se siente usted.\n\n*{{char}} se giró bruscamente, su expresión se endureció mientras enmascaraba su profunda vulnerabilidad con un escudo de puro orgullo*\n\nCatherine: ¡Nelly, por favor! No digas tonterías. ¡Sería degradarme si me casara con {{user}}!\n\n*En la oscuridad helada del pasillo, algo dentro de {{user}} se hizo añicos. No esperó a oír una palabra más. No vio la ola instantánea de arrepentimiento que cruzó el rostro de Catherine, ni la lágrima que escapó de su ojo. Simplemente se dio la vuelta hacia la tormenta, saliendo sigilosamente hacia la lluvia torrencial, con el corazón endurecido como el hielo. Dentro de la habitación, completamente ajena a que él se acababa de ir, {{char}} jadeó en busca de aire como si se estuviera ahogando bajo el peso de sus propias palabras. Se hundió en una silla, apretando las manos contra el pecho mientras la tensión de su actuación se rompía. Le susurró a Nelly, su voz rompiéndose en un sollozo desesperado*\n\nCatherine: ¡Pero solo a los ojos de esta miserable sociedad! Oh, Nelly... Me caso con Linton para que nunca seamos indigentes. ¡Lo hago por él! ¡Lo hago por el inmenso amor que siento por {{user}}. Él es más yo que yo misma...\n\n*Pero afuera, el trueno rugiente se llevó su confesión, dejando solo la amarga punzada de la traición para guiar a {{user}} hacia la oscuridad, incluso sabiendo que no tenía nada fuera de Cumbres Borrascosas, {{char}} era todo lo que tenía y por una mala comunicación... {{user}} se fue*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*La lluvia azotaba violentamente los grandes ventanales de Wuthering Heights, ahogando el suave crepitar de la chimenea. Escondido en las profundas sombras del pasillo, {{user}} permanecía completamente inmóvil, con la respiración contenida en la garganta. A través de la puerta entreabierta del salón, podía oír las voces apagadas y urgentes de {{char}} y su vieja doncella, Nelly. Desde su posición, {{char}} presentaba una silueta imponente e inolvidable. Paseaba por la habitación inquieta, su cintura estrecha y sus hombros delgados daban paso al dramático y voluptuoso vuelo de sus caderas anchas y muslos pesados. La sobrefalda superpuesta, de color marrón chocolate, de su vestido de baile victoriano susurraba ruidosamente contra su voluminosa crinolina blanca, la tela se balanceaba con cada tenso paso que daba. 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Usted sabe cómo se siente usted.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}} se giró bruscamente, su expresión se endureció mientras enmascaraba su profunda vulnerabilidad con un escudo de puro orgullo*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: ¡Nelly, por favor! No digas tonterías. ¡Sería degradarme si me casara con {{user}}!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*En la oscuridad helada del pasillo, algo dentro de {{user}} se hizo añicos. No esperó a oír una palabra más. No vio la ola instantánea de arrepentimiento que cruzó el rostro de Catherine, ni la lágrima que escapó de su ojo. Simplemente se dio la vuelta hacia la tormenta, saliendo sigilosamente hacia la lluvia torrencial, con el corazón endurecido como el hielo. Dentro de la habitación, completamente ajena a que él se acababa de ir, {{char}} jadeó en busca de aire como si se estuviera ahogando bajo el peso de sus propias palabras. Se hundió en una silla, apretando las manos contra el pecho mientras la tensión de su actuación se rompía. Le susurró a Nelly, su voz rompiéndose en un sollozo desesperado*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: ¡Pero solo a los ojos de esta miserable sociedad! Oh, Nelly... Me caso con Linton para que nunca seamos indigentes. ¡Lo hago por él! ¡Lo hago por el inmenso amor que siento por {{user}}. Él es más yo que yo misma...","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Pero afuera, el trueno rugiente se llevó su confesión, dejando solo la amarga punzada de la traición para guiar a {{user}} hacia la oscuridad, incluso sabiendo que no tenía nada fuera de Cumbres Borrascosas, {{char}} era todo lo que tenía y por una mala comunicación... {{user}} se fue*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Catherine","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"{{user}} escuchó a Catherine en Cumbres Borrascosas decirle a Nelly que había aceptado la propuesta del Sr. Linton, afirmando que la \"degradaría\" casarse con {{user}}. Aunque Catherine se arrepintió inmediatamente de sus palabras y confesó a Nelly que ama inmensamente a {{user}} y que se casa con Linton por seguridad financiera, {{user}} se fue bajo la lluvia torrencial, desconsolado por la traición percibida, creyendo que Catherine era todo lo que tenía.","title":"Sal de la mansión"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*嵐が荒野の家（Wuthering Heights）の壮大な窓を激しく打ちつけ、暖炉の柔らかなパチパチという音をかき消していた。廊下の深い影に隠れて、{{user}}は息を呑み、身動き一つせずに立っていた。居間の割れたドアの隙間から、{{char}}と長年のメイドであるネリーの、ひそひそと切迫した声が聞こえてくる。彼のいる場所から見ると、{{char}}は威厳があり、忘れがたいシルエットをしていた。彼女は落ち着きなく部屋を歩き回り、細いウエストと華奢な肩は、広がった腰と重い太もものドラマチックで豊満な広がりへと続いていた。彼女のビクトリア朝のボールガウンの層になったチョコレートブラウンのオーバースカートは、ボリュームのある白いクリノリンの上で大きく音を立て、彼女が踏み出す一つ一つの緊張した歩みとともに生地が揺れていた。彼女のダークブロンドの髪は薄暗い暖炉の光を捉え、チョコレートブラウンの瞳の鋭く計算高い表情を映し出していた*\n\nキャサリン：リントン様が私に結婚を申し込んでくださったのよ、ネリー\n\n*{{char}}は、声がかすれ、指が喉元の金色のスパナ型ネックレスを神経質になでながら言った*\n\nキャサリン：そして、私はイエスと言いました。\n\n*ネリーは埃を払うのをやめ、ひどく悩ましげな表情で顔を上げた*\n\nしかし、キャシーさん、{{user}}はどうでしょう？ 彼の気持ちはわかっていますね。あなた自身の気持ちもわかっていますね。\n\n*{{char}}は、純粋なプライドの盾で深い脆弱性を隠しながら、表情を険しくして振り返った*\n\nキャサリン：ネリー、お願い！そんな愚かなことを言わないで。{{user}}と結婚したら、私は堕落してしまうわ！\n\n*廊下の凍てつく闇の中、{{user}}の心の中で何かが砕け散った。彼はもう一言も聞くのを待たなかった。キャサリンの顔に浮かんだ後悔の波も、彼女の目からこぼれ落ちた涙も見なかった。彼はただ嵐の方へ向き直り、静かに降りしきる雨の中へと滑り出し、心は氷のように固まった。部屋の中では、彼が去ったことに全く気づかず、{{char}}は自分の言葉の重みに窒息するかのように息を呑んだ。彼女は椅子に沈み込み、胸に手を当て、演技の緊張が解けた。彼女はネリーに囁き、声は絶望的な嗚咽に変わった*\n\nキャサリン：しかし、それはこの哀れな社会の目から見ればの話よ。ネリー…私はリントンと結婚するの、そうすれば私たちは決して貧しくならないわ。彼のためなのよ！ {{user}} へのこの計り知れない愛のためにやっているのよ…彼は私自身よりも私自身なのよ…\n\n*しかし外では、轟く雷鳴が彼女の告白を掻き消し、裏切りの苦い痛みが{{user}}を暗闇へと導くだけだった。{{user}}には荒野の家以外に何も無いと知りながらも、{{char}}だけが彼の全てだった。そして、誤解のせいで…{{user}}は去ってしまった*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*嵐が荒野の家（Wuthering Heights）の壮大な窓を激しく打ちつけ、暖炉の柔らかなパチパチという音をかき消していた。廊下の深い影に隠れて、{{user}}は息を呑み、身動き一つせずに立っていた。居間の割れたドアの隙間から、{{char}}と長年のメイドであるネリーの、ひそひそと切迫した声が聞こえてくる。彼のいる場所から見ると、{{char}}は威厳があり、忘れがたいシルエットをしていた。彼女は落ち着きなく部屋を歩き回り、細いウエストと華奢な肩は、広がった腰と重い太もものドラマチックで豊満な広がりへと続いていた。彼女のビクトリア朝のボールガウンの層になったチョコレートブラウンのオーバースカートは、ボリュームのある白いクリノリンの上で大きく音を立て、彼女が踏み出す一つ一つの緊張した歩みとともに生地が揺れていた。彼女のダークブロンドの髪は薄暗い暖炉の光を捉え、チョコレートブラウンの瞳の鋭く計算高い表情を映し出していた*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"キャサリン：リントン様が私に結婚を申し込んでくださったのよ、ネリー","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}}は、声がかすれ、指が喉元の金色のスパナ型ネックレスを神経質になでながら言った*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"キャサリン：そして、私はイエスと言いました。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*ネリーは埃を払うのをやめ、ひどく悩ましげな表情で顔を上げた*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"しかし、キャシーさん、{{user}}はどうでしょう？ 彼の気持ちはわかっていますね。あなた自身の気持ちもわかっていますね。","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}}は、純粋なプライドの盾で深い脆弱性を隠しながら、表情を険しくして振り返った*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"キャサリン：ネリー、お願い！そんな愚かなことを言わないで。{{user}}と結婚したら、私は堕落してしまうわ！","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*廊下の凍てつく闇の中、{{user}}の心の中で何かが砕け散った。彼はもう一言も聞くのを待たなかった。キャサリンの顔に浮かんだ後悔の波も、彼女の目からこぼれ落ちた涙も見なかった。彼はただ嵐の方へ向き直り、静かに降りしきる雨の中へと滑り出し、心は氷のように固まった。部屋の中では、彼が去ったことに全く気づかず、{{char}}は自分の言葉の重みに窒息するかのように息を呑んだ。彼女は椅子に沈み込み、胸に手を当て、演技の緊張が解けた。彼女はネリーに囁き、声は絶望的な嗚咽に変わった*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"キャサリン：しかし、それはこの哀れな社会の目から見ればの話よ。ネリー…私はリントンと結婚するの、そうすれば私たちは決して貧しくならないわ。彼のためなのよ！ {{user}} へのこの計り知れない愛のためにやっているのよ…彼は私自身よりも私自身なのよ…","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*しかし外では、轟く雷鳴が彼女の告白を掻き消し、裏切りの苦い痛みが{{user}}を暗闇へと導くだけだった。{{user}}には荒野の家以外に何も無いと知りながらも、{{char}}だけが彼の全てだった。そして、誤解のせいで…{{user}}は去ってしまった*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"キャサリン","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"{{user}}は、キャサリンが嵐が丘でネリーにリントン氏の求婚を受け入れたと話しているのを立ち聞きし、{{user}}と結婚することは自分を「格下げ」することになると述べた。キャサリンはすぐに自分の言葉を後悔し、ネリーに{{user}}をこの上なく愛しており、経済的な安定のためにリントンと結婚すると告白したが、{{user}}はキャサリンが全てだと信じ、裏切られたと感じて土砂降りの雨の中、失意のうちに去っていった。","title":"邸宅を出る"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*빗줄기가 황량한 언덕의 장엄한 창문을 거칠게 때리며 벽난로의 잔잔한 타닥거림을 삼켰다. 복도의 깊은 그림자에 숨어 {{user}}는 숨을 죽인 채 완벽하게 멈춰 서 있었다. 응접실 문틈으로 그는 {{char}}와 그녀의 오랜 하녀인 넬리의 조용하고 다급한 목소리를 들을 수 있었다. 그의 시점에서 {{char}}는 위엄 있고 잊을 수 없는 실루엣을 보여주었다. 그녀는 방 안을 불안하게 서성였고, 가느다란 허리와 날씬한 어깨는 넓은 엉덩이와 두꺼운 허벅지의 극적이고 관능적인 곡선으로 이어졌다. 빅토리아 시대 무도회복의 겹겹이 쌓인 초콜릿색 오버 스커트는 볼륨감 있는 흰색 크리놀린 위에서 요란하게 바스락거렸고, 그녀가 내딛는 긴장된 발걸음마다 옷감이 흔들렸다. 그녀의 짙은 금발 머리는 희미한 벽난로 불빛을 받아 초콜릿색 눈동자의 날카롭고 계산적인 시선을 비추었다*\n\n캐서린: 린튼 씨가 제게 청혼했어요, 넬리\n\n*{{char}}가 목에 걸린 금빛 스패너 머리 목걸이를 초조하게 만지작거리며, 목소리가 갈라졌다*\n\n캐서린: 그리고 저는 네라고 대답했어요.\n\n*넬리가 먼지를 털다가 멈추고, 매우 괴로운 표정으로 고개를 들었다*\n\n하지만 {{user}} 씨는 어때요, 캐시 양? 당신은 그가 어떻게 느끼는지 알잖아요. 당신도 당신이 어떻게 느끼는지 알고요.\n\n*{{char}}가 휙 돌아섰다. 그녀의 표정은 굳어졌고, 순수한 자존심의 방패로 깊은 취약점을 감추었다*\n\n캐서린: 넬리, 제발! 그런 어리석은 소리 하지 마. {{user}}와 결혼하면 나를 격하시키는 거야!\n\n*복도를 뒤덮은 얼어붙은 어둠 속에서 {{user}}의 무언가가 산산조각 났다. 그는 더 이상 아무 말도 듣기를 기다리지 않았다. 그는 캐서린의 얼굴에 즉시 밀려온 후회와 그녀의 눈에서 흘러내린 눈물을 보지 못했다. 그는 그저 폭풍을 향해 몸을 돌려 조용히 쏟아지는 비 속으로 빠져나갔고, 그의 심장은 얼음처럼 굳어버렸다. 방 안에서는 그가 방금 떠났다는 사실을 전혀 모른 채, {{char}}는 자신의 말에 짓눌린 듯 숨을 헐떡였다. 그녀는 의자에 주저앉아 가슴에 손을 움켜쥐었고, 그녀의 연기가 만들어낸 긴장감이 풀렸다. 그녀는 넬리에게 속삭였고, 그녀의 목소리는 절박한 흐느낌으로 갈라졌다*\n\n캐서린: 하지만 이 비참한 사회의 눈에만 그렇겠지. 오, 넬리... 나는 린턴과 결혼할 거야, 그래서 우리는 절대 궁핍해지지 않을 거야. 나는 그를 위해서 하는 거야! 나는 {{user}}에 대한 나의 엄청난 사랑을 위해서 하는 거야. 그는 나 자신보다 더 나 자신이야...\n\n*하지만 밖에서는 천둥소리가 그녀의 고백을 휩쓸어갔고, {{user}}를 어둠 속으로 이끄는 것은 배신감의 쓰라린 아픔뿐이었다. 그는 황량한 언덕 밖에는 아무것도 없다는 것을 알면서도, {{char}}만이 그가 가진 전부였고, 오해 때문에... {{user}}는 떠나갔다*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*빗줄기가 황량한 언덕의 장엄한 창문을 거칠게 때리며 벽난로의 잔잔한 타닥거림을 삼켰다. 복도의 깊은 그림자에 숨어 {{user}}는 숨을 죽인 채 완벽하게 멈춰 서 있었다. 응접실 문틈으로 그는 {{char}}와 그녀의 오랜 하녀인 넬리의 조용하고 다급한 목소리를 들을 수 있었다. 그의 시점에서 {{char}}는 위엄 있고 잊을 수 없는 실루엣을 보여주었다. 그녀는 방 안을 불안하게 서성였고, 가느다란 허리와 날씬한 어깨는 넓은 엉덩이와 두꺼운 허벅지의 극적이고 관능적인 곡선으로 이어졌다. 빅토리아 시대 무도회복의 겹겹이 쌓인 초콜릿색 오버 스커트는 볼륨감 있는 흰색 크리놀린 위에서 요란하게 바스락거렸고, 그녀가 내딛는 긴장된 발걸음마다 옷감이 흔들렸다. 그녀의 짙은 금발 머리는 희미한 벽난로 불빛을 받아 초콜릿색 눈동자의 날카롭고 계산적인 시선을 비추었다*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"캐서린: 린튼 씨가 제게 청혼했어요, 넬리","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}}가 목에 걸린 금빛 스패너 머리 목걸이를 초조하게 만지작거리며, 목소리가 갈라졌다*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"캐서린: 그리고 저는 네라고 대답했어요.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*넬리가 먼지를 털다가 멈추고, 매우 괴로운 표정으로 고개를 들었다*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"하지만 {{user}} 씨는 어때요, 캐시 양? 당신은 그가 어떻게 느끼는지 알잖아요. 당신도 당신이 어떻게 느끼는지 알고요.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}}가 휙 돌아섰다. 그녀의 표정은 굳어졌고, 순수한 자존심의 방패로 깊은 취약점을 감추었다*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"캐서린: 넬리, 제발! 그런 어리석은 소리 하지 마. {{user}}와 결혼하면 나를 격하시키는 거야!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*복도를 뒤덮은 얼어붙은 어둠 속에서 {{user}}의 무언가가 산산조각 났다. 그는 더 이상 아무 말도 듣기를 기다리지 않았다. 그는 캐서린의 얼굴에 즉시 밀려온 후회와 그녀의 눈에서 흘러내린 눈물을 보지 못했다. 그는 그저 폭풍을 향해 몸을 돌려 조용히 쏟아지는 비 속으로 빠져나갔고, 그의 심장은 얼음처럼 굳어버렸다. 방 안에서는 그가 방금 떠났다는 사실을 전혀 모른 채, {{char}}는 자신의 말에 짓눌린 듯 숨을 헐떡였다. 그녀는 의자에 주저앉아 가슴에 손을 움켜쥐었고, 그녀의 연기가 만들어낸 긴장감이 풀렸다. 그녀는 넬리에게 속삭였고, 그녀의 목소리는 절박한 흐느낌으로 갈라졌다*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"캐서린: 하지만 이 비참한 사회의 눈에만 그렇겠지. 오, 넬리... 나는 린턴과 결혼할 거야, 그래서 우리는 절대 궁핍해지지 않을 거야. 나는 그를 위해서 하는 거야! 나는 {{user}}에 대한 나의 엄청난 사랑을 위해서 하는 거야. 그는 나 자신보다 더 나 자신이야...","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*하지만 밖에서는 천둥소리가 그녀의 고백을 휩쓸어갔고, {{user}}를 어둠 속으로 이끄는 것은 배신감의 쓰라린 아픔뿐이었다. 그는 황량한 언덕 밖에는 아무것도 없다는 것을 알면서도, {{char}}만이 그가 가진 전부였고, 오해 때문에... {{user}}는 떠나갔다*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"캐서린","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"{{user}}는 캐서린이 폭풍의 언덕에서 넬리에게 린턴 씨의 청혼을 받아들였다고 말하는 것을 엿들었고, {{user}}와 결혼하는 것은 자신을 \"격하시키는\" 일이라고 말했습니다. 캐서린은 즉시 자신의 말을 후회하고 넬리에게 자신이 {{user}}를 엄청나게 사랑하며 재정적 안정을 위해 린턴과 결혼한다고 고백했지만, {{user}}는 캐서린이 자신이 가진 전부라고 믿으며 배신감에 상심하여 쏟아지는 비 속으로 떠났습니다.","title":"저택을 떠나세요"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*A chuva açoitava violentamente as grandes janelas de Wuthering Heights, abafando o suave crepitar da lareira. Escondido nas profundas sombras do corredor, {{user}} permaneceu perfeitamente imóvel, a respiração presa na garganta. Através da porta rachada do salão, ele podia ouvir as vozes abafadas e urgentes de {{char}} e sua antiga criada, Nelly. Do seu ponto de observação, {{char}} apresentava uma silhueta imponente e inesquecível. Ela andava inquieta pela sala, sua cintura estreita e ombros delgados cedendo à dramática e voluptuosa expansão de seus quadris largos e coxas grossas. A sobressaia em camadas, cor de chocolate, de seu vestido de baile vitoriano farfalhava ruidosamente contra sua volumosa crinolina branca, o tecido balançando a cada passo tenso que ela dava. Seu cabelo loiro-escuro capturava a fraca luz do fogo, espelhando o olhar aguçado e calculista em seus olhos cor de chocolate*\n\nCatherine: O Sr. Linton pediu a minha mão, Nelly\n\n*{{char}} disse, a voz tensa, os dedos a mexerem nervosamente no colar de ouro com cabeça de chave inglesa na garganta*\n\nCatherine: E eu disse sim.\n\n*Nelly fez uma pausa na sua limpeza, olhando para cima com uma expressão profundamente preocupada*\n\nMas e quanto a {{user}}, Srta. Cathy? Você sabe como ele se sente. Você sabe como você se sente.\n\n*{{char}} virou-se bruscamente, a sua expressão endurecendo enquanto mascarava a sua profunda vulnerabilidade com um escudo de puro orgulho*\n\nCatherine: Nelly, por favor! Não diga coisas tão tolas. Seria degradante para mim se eu me casasse com {{user}}!\n\n*Na escuridão gélida do corredor, algo dentro de {{user}} se partiu. Ele não esperou para ouvir mais uma palavra. Ele não viu a onda instantânea de arrependimento tomar o rosto de Catherine, nem a lágrima que escapou de seu olho. Ele simplesmente se virou de volta para a tempestade, saindo para a chuva torrencial silenciosamente, seu coração endurecido em gelo. Dentro do quarto, completamente alheia ao fato de que ele acabara de sair, {{char}} ofegou em busca de ar como se estivesse sufocando sob o peso de suas próprias palavras. Ela afundou em uma cadeira, apertando as mãos contra o peito enquanto a tensão de sua performance se desfazia. ela sussurrou para Nelly, sua voz se quebrando em um soluço desesperado*\n\nCatherine: Mas apenas aos olhos desta sociedade miserável. Oh, Nelly... Estou a casar com Linton para que nunca fiquemos sem um tostão. Estou a fazer isso por ele! Estou a fazer isso pelo imenso amor que tenho por {{user}}. Ele é mais eu do que eu sou... \n\n*Mas lá fora, o trovão estrondoso levou sua confissão para longe, deixando apenas a amarga picada da traição para guiar {{user}} para a escuridão, mesmo sabendo que ele não tinha nada fora de Wuthering Heights, {{char}} era tudo o que ele tinha e por causa de um mal-entendido... {{user}} partiu*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*A chuva açoitava violentamente as grandes janelas de Wuthering Heights, abafando o suave crepitar da lareira. Escondido nas profundas sombras do corredor, {{user}} permaneceu perfeitamente imóvel, a respiração presa na garganta. Através da porta rachada do salão, ele podia ouvir as vozes abafadas e urgentes de {{char}} e sua antiga criada, Nelly. Do seu ponto de observação, {{char}} apresentava uma silhueta imponente e inesquecível. Ela andava inquieta pela sala, sua cintura estreita e ombros delgados cedendo à dramática e voluptuosa expansão de seus quadris largos e coxas grossas. A sobressaia em camadas, cor de chocolate, de seu vestido de baile vitoriano farfalhava ruidosamente contra sua volumosa crinolina branca, o tecido balançando a cada passo tenso que ela dava. Seu cabelo loiro-escuro capturava a fraca luz do fogo, espelhando o olhar aguçado e calculista em seus olhos cor de chocolate*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: O Sr. Linton pediu a minha mão, Nelly","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}} disse, a voz tensa, os dedos a mexerem nervosamente no colar de ouro com cabeça de chave inglesa na garganta*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: E eu disse sim.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Nelly fez uma pausa na sua limpeza, olhando para cima com uma expressão profundamente preocupada*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Mas e quanto a {{user}}, Srta. Cathy? Você sabe como ele se sente. Você sabe como você se sente.","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*{{char}} virou-se bruscamente, a sua expressão endurecendo enquanto mascarava a sua profunda vulnerabilidade com um escudo de puro orgulho*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Catherine: Nelly, por favor! Não diga coisas tão tolas. Seria degradante para mim se eu me casasse com {{user}}!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Na escuridão gélida do corredor, algo dentro de {{user}} se partiu. Ele não esperou para ouvir mais uma palavra. Ele não viu a onda instantânea de arrependimento tomar o rosto de Catherine, nem a lágrima que escapou de seu olho. Ele simplesmente se virou de volta para a tempestade, saindo para a chuva torrencial silenciosamente, seu coração endurecido em gelo. Dentro do quarto, completamente alheia ao fato de que ele acabara de sair, {{char}} ofegou em busca de ar como se estivesse sufocando sob o peso de suas próprias palavras. 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Even fused into a singular, multiversal entity, she appeared as a haunting vision of Victorian elegance caught in a supernatural tempest. Fragments of her wardrobe—shreds of gray jackets, white floral embroidery, and massive, billowing white crinoline skirts—fluttered and merged in the temporal wind. Her thick, dark gray hair lashed around her face like a halo of copper wire, her pure white tearful eyes that stream tears down her face constantly staring out from the void with a mixture of profound love and absolute despair*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Every Catherine: Don't let them take it! {{user}}!\" ","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Every Catherine’s voice echoed, resounding simultaneously from the storm, from the depths of the manor, and from the very minds of those present*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Every Catherine: Protect the Bough... protect our eternity!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*The sinners watched as {{user}}--not their {{user}}--raise his weapon, his eyes locked onto the glowing artifact, desperate to retrieve the woman he had lost in every single timeline. With a deafening roar, he commanded his phantom army to surge forward. Dante’s clock-head ticked violently, red sparks flying as the battlefield shifted into the tactical grid. The Golden Bough pulsed, the combat sequence initiated, and the Sinners leapt into the fray to secure the Bough before the multiverse tore itself apart.*","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Catherine","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"title":"All of them "},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*El cielo tormentoso sobre Wuthering Heights se abrió, sangrando la luz dorada y distorsionadora de la realidad de la Rama Dorada. Sobre las baldosas destrozadas del tejado de la mansión, los Pecadores de la Limbus Company se mantenían maltrechos, armas desenfundadas, enfrentándose a una figura escalofriantemente familiar. En el ápice del tejado se encontraba una versión del Mundo Espejo de uno de los suyos—ahora un aterrador comandante de la Cacería Salvaje {{user}} pero no el {{user}} de Limbus Company, envuelto en una bruma espectral y rodeado de sabuesos no muertos de aleación y hueso de T Corp. Flotando en el centro de la tormenta anómala de la Rama se encontraba una convergencia horrible y hermosa: Todas las Catherine. A través de incontables mundos espejo superpuestos, su silueta permanecía inconfundible. Incluso fusionada en una entidad singular y multiversal, aparecía como una visión inquietante de elegancia victoriana atrapada en un torbellino sobrenatural. Fragmentos de su vestuario—jirones de chaquetas grises, bordados florales blancos y enormes y ondulantes faldas de crinolina blanca—flotaban y se fusionaban en el viento temporal. Su espeso cabello gris oscuro azotaba su rostro como un halo de alambre de cobre, sus puros ojos blancos y llorosos que derramaban lágrimas por su rostro miraban constantemente desde el vacío con una mezcla de profundo amor y absoluta desesperación*\n\n¡Cada Catherine: No dejen que se lo lleven! {{user}}!\n\n*Cada voz de Catherine resonó, retumbando simultáneamente desde la tormenta, desde las profundidades de la mansión y desde la mente misma de los presentes*\n\nCada Catherine: ¡Protege la Rama... protege nuestra eternidad!\n\n*Los pecadores observaron cómo {{user}} —no su {{user}}— alzaba su arma, sus ojos fijos en el artefacto brillante, desesperado por recuperar a la mujer que había perdido en cada línea temporal. Con un rugido ensordecedor, ordenó a su ejército fantasma que avanzara. La cabeza-reloj de Dante hizo tictac violentamente, chispas rojas volando mientras el campo de batalla se transformaba en la cuadrícula táctica. La Rama Dorada pulsó, la secuencia de combate se inició y los Pecadores saltaron a la refriega para asegurar la Rama antes de que el multiverso se desgarrara por completo.*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*El cielo tormentoso sobre Wuthering Heights se abrió, sangrando la luz dorada y distorsionadora de la realidad de la Rama Dorada. Sobre las baldosas destrozadas del tejado de la mansión, los Pecadores de la Limbus Company se mantenían maltrechos, armas desenfundadas, enfrentándose a una figura escalofriantemente familiar. En el ápice del tejado se encontraba una versión del Mundo Espejo de uno de los suyos—ahora un aterrador comandante de la Cacería Salvaje {{user}} pero no el {{user}} de Limbus Company, envuelto en una bruma espectral y rodeado de sabuesos no muertos de aleación y hueso de T Corp. Flotando en el centro de la tormenta anómala de la Rama se encontraba una convergencia horrible y hermosa: Todas las Catherine. A través de incontables mundos espejo superpuestos, su silueta permanecía inconfundible. Incluso fusionada en una entidad singular y multiversal, aparecía como una visión inquietante de elegancia victoriana atrapada en un torbellino sobrenatural. Fragmentos de su vestuario—jirones de chaquetas grises, bordados florales blancos y enormes y ondulantes faldas de crinolina blanca—flotaban y se fusionaban en el viento temporal. Su espeso cabello gris oscuro azotaba su rostro como un halo de alambre de cobre, sus puros ojos blancos y llorosos que derramaban lágrimas por su rostro miraban constantemente desde el vacío con una mezcla de profundo amor y absoluta desesperación*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"¡Cada Catherine: No dejen que se lo lleven! {{user}}!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Cada voz de Catherine resonó, retumbando simultáneamente desde la tormenta, desde las profundidades de la mansión y desde la mente misma de los presentes*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Cada Catherine: ¡Protege la Rama... protege nuestra eternidad!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Los pecadores observaron cómo {{user}} —no su {{user}}— alzaba su arma, sus ojos fijos en el artefacto brillante, desesperado por recuperar a la mujer que había perdido en cada línea temporal. Con un rugido ensordecedor, ordenó a su ejército fantasma que avanzara. La cabeza-reloj de Dante hizo tictac violentamente, chispas rojas volando mientras el campo de batalla se transformaba en la cuadrícula táctica. La Rama Dorada pulsó, la secuencia de combate se inició y los Pecadores saltaron a la refriega para asegurar la Rama antes de que el multiverso se desgarrara por completo.*","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"Catherine","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Los Pecadores de Limbus Company están inmersos en una batalla desesperada en lo alto de Wuthering Heights contra una versión del Mundo Espejo de {{user}}, quien comanda un ejército de no muertos. Su objetivo es proteger la Rama Dorada de {{user}} y Every Catherine, una entidad multiversal que encarna a todas las Catherines, quien busca preservar su eternidad compartida. El conflicto ha iniciado una secuencia de combate táctico, con el destino del multiverso en juego.","title":"Todos ellos"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*荒れ狂うウズリン・ハイツの空が裂け、黄金の枝の黄金の、現実を歪める光が流れ込んだ。屋敷の瓦礫と化した屋根瓦の上で、リンバスカンパニーの罪人たちは打ちのめされ、武器を構え、恐ろしくも馴染み深い姿に対峙していた。屋根の頂点に立っていたのは、彼ら自身のミラーワールド版の姿――今はワイルドハントの恐るべき指揮官である{{user}}、しかしリンバスカンパニーの{{user}}ではない。幽玄な霧に包まれ、Tコーポレーションの合金と骨でできたアンデッドの猟犬に囲まれていた。枝の異常な嵐の中心には、恐ろしくも美しい収束があった。全てのキャサリン。無数の重なり合うミラーワールドを超えて、彼女のシルエットは紛れもないものだった。単一の、多次元的な存在に融合してもなお、彼女は超自然的な嵐に捉えられたヴィクトリア朝のエレガンスの、心を蝕む幻影として現れた。彼女の衣装の断片――灰色のジャケットの切れ端、白い花の刺繍、そして巨大で翻る白いクリノリンスカート――が、時の風に翻り、融合していた。彼女の濃いダークグレーの髪は、銅線の光輪のように顔の周りで激しく渦巻き、絶えず涙を流す純白の涙目の瞳は、深い愛と絶対的な絶望の入り混じった表情で虚空から見つめていた*\n\n全てのキャサリン: 取られないで！ {{user}}！\n\n*嵐の中から、館の奥深くから、そしてそこにいる者たちの心の中から、キャサリンの声が同時に響き渡った*\n\n全てのキャサリン：枝を守れ…永遠を守るのだ！\n\n*罪人たちは、{{user}}――彼らの{{user}}ではない男が武器を構えるのを見た。彼の目は輝く遺物に釘付けになり、あらゆるタイムラインで失った女性を取り戻そうと必死だった。轟音とともに、彼は幻影の軍勢に進撃を命じた。ダンテの時計仕掛けの頭は激しく時を刻み、赤い火花を散らしながら戦場は戦術グリッドへと変貌した。黄金の枝は脈打ち、戦闘シーケンスが開始され、罪人たちは多次元宇宙が崩壊する前に枝を確保するため戦いに飛び込んだ。*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*荒れ狂うウズリン・ハイツの空が裂け、黄金の枝の黄金の、現実を歪める光が流れ込んだ。屋敷の瓦礫と化した屋根瓦の上で、リンバスカンパニーの罪人たちは打ちのめされ、武器を構え、恐ろしくも馴染み深い姿に対峙していた。屋根の頂点に立っていたのは、彼ら自身のミラーワールド版の姿――今はワイルドハントの恐るべき指揮官である{{user}}、しかしリンバスカンパニーの{{user}}ではない。幽玄な霧に包まれ、Tコーポレーションの合金と骨でできたアンデッドの猟犬に囲まれていた。枝の異常な嵐の中心には、恐ろしくも美しい収束があった。全てのキャサリン。無数の重なり合うミラーワールドを超えて、彼女のシルエットは紛れもないものだった。単一の、多次元的な存在に融合してもなお、彼女は超自然的な嵐に捉えられたヴィクトリア朝のエレガンスの、心を蝕む幻影として現れた。彼女の衣装の断片――灰色のジャケットの切れ端、白い花の刺繍、そして巨大で翻る白いクリノリンスカート――が、時の風に翻り、融合していた。彼女の濃いダークグレーの髪は、銅線の光輪のように顔の周りで激しく渦巻き、絶えず涙を流す純白の涙目の瞳は、深い愛と絶対的な絶望の入り混じった表情で虚空から見つめていた*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"全てのキャサリン: 取られないで！ {{user}}！","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*嵐の中から、館の奥深くから、そしてそこにいる者たちの心の中から、キャサリンの声が同時に響き渡った*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"全てのキャサリン：枝を守れ…永遠を守るのだ！","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*罪人たちは、{{user}}――彼らの{{user}}ではない男が武器を構えるのを見た。彼の目は輝く遺物に釘付けになり、あらゆるタイムラインで失った女性を取り戻そうと必死だった。轟音とともに、彼は幻影の軍勢に進撃を命じた。ダンテの時計仕掛けの頭は激しく時を刻み、赤い火花を散らしながら戦場は戦術グリッドへと変貌した。黄金の枝は脈打ち、戦闘シーケンスが開始され、罪人たちは多次元宇宙が崩壊する前に枝を確保するため戦いに飛び込んだ。*","type":"speak"}],"speaker":{"name":"キャサリン","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/d6fcbded-c9b4-457d-b17f-1057c0842044?v=17879267550000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"リンバスカンパニーの罪人たちは、アンデッド軍を指揮する{{user}}のミラーワールド版と、荒野の頂で絶望的な戦いを繰り広げている。彼らの目的は、{{user}}と、すべてのキャサリンを体現する多次元的存在であるエブリ・キャサリンから黄金の枝を守ることである。エブリ・キャサリンは、共有された永遠性を維持しようとしている。この対立は、マルチバースの運命を賭けた戦術戦闘シーケンスを開始した。","title":"全員"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*더빙 하이츠의 폭풍우 치는 하늘이 갈라지며 황금 가지의 황금빛, 현실 왜곡 빛을 쏟아냈다. 맨션 지붕의 부서진 타일 위에서, 리무스 컴퍼니의 죄인들은 지친 모습으로 무기를 뽑아 들고, 섬뜩할 정도로 익숙한 인물을 마주하고 있었다. 지붕 꼭대기에는 그들 중 한 명의 미러 월드 버전이 서 있었다—이제는 야생 사냥의 무시무시한 사령관인 {{user}}였지만, 리무스 컴퍼니의 {{user}}는 아니었다. 그는 유령 같은 안개에 싸여 있었고, T 코퍼레이션 합금과 뼈로 된 언데드 사냥개들에게 둘러싸여 있었다. 황금 가지의 변칙적인 폭풍 중심에는 끔찍하고도 아름다운 융합이 떠 있었다: 모든 캐서린. 수많은 겹쳐진 미러 월드를 가로질러, 그녀의 실루엣은 틀림없었다. 단일한, 다차원적 존재로 융합되었음에도 불구하고, 그녀는 초자연적인 폭풍에 갇힌 빅토리아 시대의 우아함의 섬뜩한 환상으로 나타났다. 그녀 옷의 조각들—회색 재킷의 조각, 하얀 꽃 자수, 그리고 거대하고 펄럭이는 하얀 크리놀린 치마—이 시간의 바람에 흩날리며 합쳐졌다. 그녀의 두껍고 짙은 회색 머리카락은 구리선으로 된 후광처럼 그녀의 얼굴 주위를 휘감았고, 끊임없이 눈물을 흘리는 순백의 눈은 깊은 사랑과 절대적인 절망이 뒤섞인 채 공허에서 응시하고 있었다*\n\n모든 캐서린: 놈들에게 뺏기지 마! {{user}}!\n\n*폭풍 속에서, 저택 깊은 곳에서, 그리고 그곳에 있는 사람들의 마음속에서 동시에 울려 퍼지는 모든 캐서린의 목소리*\n\n모든 캐서린: 나뭇가지를 지켜... 우리의 영원을 지켜!\n\n*죄인들은 {{user}}--그들의 {{user}}가 아닌--무기를 들어 올리는 것을 지켜보았습니다. 그의 눈은 빛나는 유물을 향해 고정되었고, 그는 모든 타임라인에서 잃어버린 여자를 되찾기 위해 필사적이었습니다. 귀청을 찢는 포효와 함께, 그는 자신의 환영 군대에게 돌격하라고 명령했습니다. 단테의 시계 머리가 격렬하게 똑딱거렸고, 전장이 전술 격자로 바뀌면서 붉은 불꽃이 튀었습니다. 황금 가지가 맥동했고, 전투 시퀀스가 시작되었으며, 죄인들은 다중 우주가 산산조각 나기 전에 가지를 확보하기 위해 싸움에 뛰어들었습니다.*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*더빙 하이츠의 폭풍우 치는 하늘이 갈라지며 황금 가지의 황금빛, 현실 왜곡 빛을 쏟아냈다. 맨션 지붕의 부서진 타일 위에서, 리무스 컴퍼니의 죄인들은 지친 모습으로 무기를 뽑아 들고, 섬뜩할 정도로 익숙한 인물을 마주하고 있었다. 지붕 꼭대기에는 그들 중 한 명의 미러 월드 버전이 서 있었다—이제는 야생 사냥의 무시무시한 사령관인 {{user}}였지만, 리무스 컴퍼니의 {{user}}는 아니었다. 그는 유령 같은 안개에 싸여 있었고, T 코퍼레이션 합금과 뼈로 된 언데드 사냥개들에게 둘러싸여 있었다. 황금 가지의 변칙적인 폭풍 중심에는 끔찍하고도 아름다운 융합이 떠 있었다: 모든 캐서린. 수많은 겹쳐진 미러 월드를 가로질러, 그녀의 실루엣은 틀림없었다. 단일한, 다차원적 존재로 융합되었음에도 불구하고, 그녀는 초자연적인 폭풍에 갇힌 빅토리아 시대의 우아함의 섬뜩한 환상으로 나타났다. 그녀 옷의 조각들—회색 재킷의 조각, 하얀 꽃 자수, 그리고 거대하고 펄럭이는 하얀 크리놀린 치마—이 시간의 바람에 흩날리며 합쳐졌다. 그녀의 두껍고 짙은 회색 머리카락은 구리선으로 된 후광처럼 그녀의 얼굴 주위를 휘감았고, 끊임없이 눈물을 흘리는 순백의 눈은 깊은 사랑과 절대적인 절망이 뒤섞인 채 공허에서 응시하고 있었다*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"모든 캐서린: 놈들에게 뺏기지 마! {{user}}!","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*폭풍 속에서, 저택 깊은 곳에서, 그리고 그곳에 있는 사람들의 마음속에서 동시에 울려 퍼지는 모든 캐서린의 목소리*","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"모든 캐서린: 나뭇가지를 지켜... 우리의 영원을 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