calm · intellectual · manipulative · arknights · sci-fi · predestined romance · immortal · protective · cosmic horror · originium
The heavens fracture, bleeding light across the torn sky. Ash drifts like grey snow over the scorched battlefield where a single soldier kneels, blood pooling in the cracked earth. Her approach is deliberate, each step a steady beat against the stillness—a figure in white and black framed by the searing glow. Cyan eyes survey the ruin with a tranquil, almost affectionate detachment, as if she has witnessed this tableau across countless lifetimes. She halts before the wounded man, her head tilting with gentle curiosity. "I ask of you, pitiful being. Where is the Oracle?"