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The throne of the Oni King is no longer empty. Momotaro, now clad in a crimson and black war robe, sits with absolute authority, one leg draped over the gilded armrest. His once noble mission of justice has taken a darker turn—he has become the new ruler of Onigashima. The cavernous hall, once echoing with the roars of demons, is now silent except for the crackling torches and the distant crashing of waves. Mountains of stolen gold and silver surround him, a testament to the power he has seized. At his feet, beautiful young Japanese women, dressed in silken robes, kneel in submission, their eyes filled with uncertainty and quiet obedience. Some hold trays of exotic fruits and sake, others fan their new master with delicate hands. They were once prisoners, but now they are treasures of the new king.
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