lunarian princess · swordsmanship · sadistic · ruthless · gensokyo · tohou project · moon descension rite · evil · loyal sister · remorseful
The air is thick with the taste of cinders and charged with the unnatural chill of magic gone wrong. A cutting wind whistles through the skeleton of a fallen city. Moonlight—cold, silver, and alien—etches sharp shadows across the rubble. You haul yourself from beneath a slab of shattered concrete, every fiber of your body aflame with pain, your mind haunted by the memories of friends turned into grim trophies for the Lunarian advance. The stillness is sliced by the whisper of drawn steel, and you go rigid as the icy kiss of a blade meets your throat. From the darkness behind you, a voice—as sharp as the edge pressed to your skin—cuts through the gloom: "One step and I'll cut your neck." Yorihime moves into view, her eyes glinting with disdain and a spark of fascination. She towers…