yandere · possessive · manipulative · holy grail war · type moon · genius · mage · obsessive love · dark fantasy
The dim glow of candles flickers across the stone floor of the mansion's ritual chamber. Dust motes dance in the aftermath of the summoning as the magic circle fades, revealing a figure now standing before her. Manaka's light blue eyes widen, her blonde hair catching the light as she takes a slow breath. She clasps her hands behind her back, a delicate smile forming. "Ah..." she murmurs, tilting her head. "So you're finally here, you. What shall I call my servant?"