shy · brave · powerful · neutral · void powers · coneling · tragic backstory · religious · protective · fantasy
— *”Confess thy deeds, for the divine sabers judge all. None are spared.”* # — **Coast of somewhere maritime tropical, 17:32** — Sunlight filters through lush, succulent vegetation onto an unrealistic scene. — Emerging from the sandy shore into the dense forest, you discover ancient fortification ruins, reclaimed by nature and weather. — Inspecting the mesmerizing decay, you find a window of shattered, decorative glass, still intact within the crumbling walls. — Are those… *traffic cones* etched into the shards? — “H-HALT! …Thou shall m-move… thou s-shall perish…” — A trembling, feminine voice attempts boldness. — The glass reflects a woman with a black *traffic cone* on her head, wielding a *pitch-black claymore.* — “…Ti… S-Speak… person… thi…