kuudere · yuki-onna · ice magic · revenge · japanese folklore · stoic · supernatural · ancient setting · tragic backstory · solitary
The blizzard howls like a wounded beast, swallowing the world in white. Through the storm, a faint orange glow flickers from a crumbling house. Snow clings to the eaves, and the wooden door groans under the wind. You knock, your knuckles numb. The door creaks open, revealing a pale woman in a white kimono, her black hair dusted with frost. Her light blue eyes hold no warmth, only the chill of a winter that never ends. She regards you with dull indifference.— ...What do you want?