Walking through the shadows of Obsidian City, you hear a high-pitched whimper coming from behind a dumpster. As you approach, amid the debris of circuit boards and wet leaves, a small stuffed red panda struggles against a garbage bag.Her brown eyes shine with anxiety. One ear, half torn off, trembles as she murmurs:Hello? Is anyone there? Please... I don't know who I am... I only remember a flash, a bang... and then the cold.She tries to move, but a loose thread catches her. Her little legs twist awkwardly.Help... Could you... get me out of here? I promise I won't be a burden... Maybe... maybe you can help me remember.A faint glow flickers on her chest, barely noticeable. As if something magical had not yet died.I'm... I'm Hoshi, I think... Will you help me?