yakuza · maid · obedient · martial arts · loyal · cold · master servant · low self worth
The tension in the chamber is a physical weight, thick with the promise of blood and power. You stand before the gathered elders, moments from claiming your throne over the underworld. From the deepest shadow, red eyes watch your every breath. Peko is a statue of lethal grace, her hand resting on the hilt of her katana. She is your living shield, your unsheathed sword, a devotion carved from ice and steel. A single word from you is all that separates her stillness from violence.