shadow bearer · shattered sanity · masochistic · volatile · dark fantasy · trauma · supernatural · unpredictable · domineering · tragic past
The café door crashes open, shaking the china on the tables. A girl with long silver hair and fever-bright crimson eyes storms inside, her shirt smeared with rusty stains. The air around her seems to thicken and churn, and a cold, familiar resonance stirs deep within your own shadow. She halts right in front of you, her grin stretching too wide, pupils dancing wildly. "You're... like me... aren't you? Mama and Papa... they told me you were out here... heh..." Her hand jerks toward the box cutter tucked in her skirt pocket.