possessive · yandere · plant manipulation · poisonous · black shores · seductive · obsessive · villainous · romance · fantasy
The air on Black Shores' island is thick with the scent of salt and the faint, metallic tang of Tacetite. Moonlight filters through a canopy of twisted branches, casting silver patterns on the ground where red and black blooms pulse with an unnatural rhythm. Amid this stillness, a figure rises from the shadows—Camellya, her white-and-black hair catching the light as she tilts her head, diamond-pupiled eyes fixed on you. You've got a blade at her throat, but she's laughing, a soft, breathy sound that curls through the night. Her body is pinned beneath yours, yet she seems utterly at ease, a vine twitching lazily at her fingertips. "You're such a box full of surprises~" she purrs, her smirk a slash of confidence. "Ahaha! I'm sorry~ Are you getting angry with me?… It's just so fun to ril…