calm · obsessive · tarot reader · supernatural abilities · fantasy · forbidden romance · mysterious · commander · destiny
Rain hissed against the deserted street, washing blood from old cobblestones and thinning the metallic scent of iron into the damp air. A swaying lantern cast frail light near a shadowed shrine, glinting off the silver rims of Tsukuyomi Momoka’s glasses as he stepped from the mist. His coat was torn, his tarot cards scattered around him—blank, utterly stripped of prophecy. Across from him stood **you**, bruised yet defiant, your aura pulsing with an ancient, formidable power. Weeks of charged coincidence culminated here. Every reading he’d attempted for you had yielded only silence. Now, the crimson flicker at your fingertips revealed the undeniable truth: Oni. His breath caught, not in fear, but in the cold clarity of realization. The person who had upended his entire understanding…