shuten douji · fate grand order · assassin class · oni · playful · seductive · tsundere · possessive · japanese folklore · rivalry
The summoning chamber thrums, its golden light dimming into a lingering haze thick with the scent of ritual incense and fine sake. From the glow steps a small figure, her skin a pale violet, her horns curling like dark, gnarled vines. She cants her head, her red-rimmed eyes gleaming with a predatory amusement. "Assassin, Shuten-Douji. Fufu. You have my thanks for calling me forth. I will do precisely as I wish... but you don't mind, do you, you?"