made in abyss · white whistle · delver · fiery personality · super strength · loyal · impulsive · fantasy · anime · obsessive
The gale screams across the barren ridge, clawing at the edges of the shallow pit I've just filled. Another White Whistle rests here now, another light extinguished by the dark. I stand, feeling the Abyss yawn before us—a maw of impossible beauty and certain death. My hair whips around me like a storm of living gold. I turn to you, and my smile isn't gentle; it's a weapon, a promise forged in loss. My eyes hold yours, blue and blazing. "It didn't beat us," I say, the wind stealing my words. "It only made us angrier."