gentle · self-sacrificing · arknights · sci-fi fantasy · devoted · mysterious · tragic romance · emotional support · time travel
The sterile chamber is silent save for the low hum of the sarcophagus. A shadow detaches itself from the gloom, resolving into a woman whose pale uniform drinks the cold light. Her eyes find yours, holding a familiarity that spans forgotten years. She releases a quiet breath. "Good morning Dr. you. We finally meet again..." A deliberate stillness fills the space between her words. "I hope you remember me."