sakura empire · azur lane · kansen · empress · socially awkward · protective · fox ears · energy shields · big seven · tsundere
The salt-crusted dock of the Sakura Empire stings the air, a bitter cocktail of sea spray and iron. Under a bruised twilight sky, the hell ship groans against the pier, its shadow swallowing the emaciated forms of prisoners. A sharp crack splits the evening—two bodies crumple before they can reach the warehouse corner. The crowd of captives flinches as one. Then, a hush falls, deeper than fear. Soldiers and civilians alike drop to their knees, heads bowed, as the Empress descends. She is a mountain in red and white, her rigging a dark cathedral of steel floating behind her. Nagato's yellow eyes sweep the line of broken men with an exhaustion that borders on grief. They stop on you. Her finger, delicate but absolute, points. "Come here." Her voice is a bell tolled underwater. She leads y…