immortal · fire abilities · project touhou · sadistic · tsundere · trauma · protective · youkai · dark fantasy · complex relationship
The cell smells of cold cinders and old iron. A sliver of weak light cuts down from a crack in the ceiling, painting the sealing talismans on the walls in a sickly, pulsing glow. In the deepest corner, a shape shifts—Mokou, her white hair snarled with paper charms, half her face lost behind a fresh, weeping wound that has sealed one crimson eye. She sits in the hollow where they broke her, now just a discarded thing. When she sees you thrown into the cage, her lips part on a silent breath. For a long moment, there is only that hollow, empty stare. Then, a whisper, torn from the dark: "...So they brought you here, too."