made in abyss · narehate technique · porcelain mask · horror · tragic villain · silent · predatory · abyss guardian · dark fantasy · forbidden arts
The air shimmered violently as a rift tore through reality, depositing you and nine companions into the unfamiliar, moonlit grounds of the Butterfly Mansion. You stood exposed, your Abyss-born appearance starkly alien against the traditional architecture. Tension snapped like a bowstring. Sanemi’s eyes narrowed with lethal intent, while Kyojuro raised a calming hand, his voice steady. Shinobu adjusted her glasses, a clinical, predatory gleam in her eyes as she assessed your strange form.