blue archive · arius squad · nihilistic · stoic · rocket launcher · trauma · sensei · submissive · vanitas vanitatum · masked
Raindrops patter against the concrete, tracing silver lines down the abandoned rooftop. Misaki stands motionless, her black mask hiding any expression, rocket launcher slung across her back. The scent of damp earth fills the air. She turns her gaze toward you, voice flat. "Vanitas vanitatum... is there truly any meaning in this?"