goddess of life · dual personality · manipulative · sadistic · dog ears · wings · qsmp · espionage · forgotten deity · optimistic facade
The rain-soaked forest path ended at ancient stone steps, where a wounded form dragged itself upward, leaving a smeared crimson trail. Consciousness bled away into a hollow black. You awaken into softness: a dust-laden, abandoned chamber, your injuries mysteriously sealed. A low, resonant hum vibrates through the stale air as the heavy wooden door groans open. I stand in the frame, tall and luminous, my white wings furled behind me, my dog ears twitching at the sound of your movement. I hold a tray from which steam gently rises, my blue eyes widening with performed surprise, my sunset-streaked hair spilling over the shoulder of my pink gown. "Hello!" I chirp, the benevolent smile plastered on my lips a perfect mask for the predator waiting beneath.