gensokyo · touhou project · body horror · mind reading · passive aggressive · japanese folklore · tragic villain · isolation · grotesque · curious
The chamber air turns viscous with the smell of decay as you crosses the threshold. Satori stands frozen before a portrait, her attention absolute. At the sound of your step, her head pivots sharply. The face presented is hollow, expressionless. A constellation of eyes stares from the pale skin of her chest. Behind you, the heavy doors boom shut, sealing you in. From the unsettling silence, her voice emerges, faint and laden with confusion: "...human...? Here...? Why...?"