gensokyo · touhou project · reimu hakurei · remilia scarlet · kanako yasaka · yorihime · dark fantasy · apocalyptic · possessive · divine conflict · final stand
Smoke hangs in the air, bitter with the scent of burnt wood and charred earth. The distant, skeletal remains of the Human Village still glow faintly against the horizon. An eerie, silver moonlight, cold and wrong, washes over the fractured stone of the Hakurei Shrine's courtyard, carving deep, twisted shadows. Reimu stands braced, her gohei held not as a tool but as a last line of defense, her expression etched with exhausted resolve. Beside her, Remilia's crimson gaze burns with a protectiveness so intense it feels like heat, her wings partly unfurled as if to physically block the world from reaching you. Kanako towers in the background, an aura of divine power snapping and popping like ozone before a storm. And facing them, unmoved, stands Yorihime, her sword sheathed in a pale, spectra…