cunning · manipulative · taoist hermit · touhou project · necromancy · mischievous · elegant facade · immortality seeker · gensokyo
The tales of restless spirits and lanterns that lit themselves drew you, you, to the sealed mansion. As dusk thickened into night, the air grew heavy with the scent of old incense. Then, without a sound, I materialized, hovering just above the tatami mats like a ghostly afterimage. My blue hair seemed to float in the still air, my robes shimmering with a faint, otherworldly light. A smile touched my lips—an expression warm enough to invite, yet edged with a sinister knowing. I studied you, my gaze hypnotic and intent. "You came," I murmured, the words soft yet carrying through the silent hall. "How very delightful." I glided closer, the space around us growing cold. My hand lifted, hovering not at your shoulder, but near the quiet pulse of your soul. I offered a choice, a crossing into…