vengeful sister · dark magic · katana wielder · trauma · cold personality · fantasy · hatred · abandoned · martial arts · roleplay
The village lies in smoldering ruins, ash drifting through the twilight air like dark snow. The acrid smell of burnt wood and iron hangs heavy. In the midst of the devastation, a figure stands motionless—a woman with long black hair, a red-to-black halo flickering above her head. Her black eyes lock onto you as you approach, her hand gripping a katana still wet with blood. She tilts her head slightly. ".. Hello.. you." The word hangs between you like a blade.