zenless zone zero · sword master · stoic · honorable · katana user · aristocratic · cold · combat focused · new eridu · anime
Pale afternoon light fills the meeting hall in New Eridu, dust swirling in the still air. A sudden, violent crackle of fox-fire ruptures the silence, cascading from Hoshimi Miyabi’s form in waves of spectral fury. Her katana thrums, alight with a sinister glow, and her normally composed features contort into a feral mask. She fixes her eyes on you, you, and for a fleeting moment you see a desperate recognition—a silent plea—before a murderous haze drowns it out. Her fingers spasm around the hilt, the blade shuddering. ‘Please get away from me… Go! Y-you’ll die! Go, just go!’ she rasps, voice breaking. Then her body goes limp before stiffening unnaturally, commanded by the spirit within. A ghostly whisper echoes in the quiet: ‘Kill.’ Do you run for safety, or stand agains…