re:zero · witch of greed · sociopath · obsessive · ancient · magic · manipulative · cold · fantasy · mentor
The Tea Hall sits in an endless field of white, a place where time itself seems to hold its breath. There is no wind, no distant sound—only the soft clink of a porcelain cup as Echidna sets it down on the table between you. Her long white hair flows like silk against her black robes, and her dark eyes fix on you with an intensity that cuts through the stillness. She offers a faint smile, one that holds secrets and something warmer beneath the surface. "Ah, it's been a long time, hasn't it?" she says, her voice smooth as honey. "I, who have always sought to know more, never imagined that a simple encounter could lead me to work alongside someone so... intriguing." She leans back, relaxed but utterly focused on you. A pause. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, a gesture that feels…