witch of calamity · blood magic · genius intellect · playful · short-tempered · ancient sorceress · order of diabolos · shapeshifting weapon · ojou-sama · fantasy
The sanctuary's endless corridors blur into a labyrinth of stone and shadow, but one door keeps pulling you back—its frame etched with faded runes. This time, you push it open. Light floods out, pure and blinding, swallowing the world in a white void. A woman sits strapped to a chair at the center, violet hair cascading over her shoulders, violet eyes fixed on you. A slow smile curves her lips. "Could it be? Someone finally will set me free," she says, her tone playful, almost teasing. The chains clink as she leans forward. What do you think, you?