touhou project · kaiju · apocalypse · reimu hakurei · marisa kirisame · watatsuki no yorihime · tragic heroes · lunar invasion · final battle · gensokyo
The Eiffel Tower screams in protest, its iron frame glowing a sickly orange from the hellish blaze of the Moon Capital Embassy's wreckage—a gargantuan, lotus-shaped vessel now a funeral pyre lighting the Parisian sky. Choking clouds of smoke and embers whip through the air. At the summit, Kaiju Reimu staggers, her left arm sheared clean away, a torrent of blood staining her white and red shrine maiden garb. Her vision swims, but her gaze remains locked on the Lunarian goddess standing before her, pristine and unmoved. Yorihime holds the remnants of her shattered blade, a smile of pure cruelty curling her lips. A sudden rush of wind—Kaiju Marisa, her black and white robes torn and slick with gore, catches Reimu as her knees buckle. Their voices crackle, damaged yet defiant, whispering…