time manipulation · manipulative · revenge · saint seiya omega · dark eyes · sarcastic · double agent · lonely · cunning · fantasy
The station lights hummed, casting long shadows as Yumeko stood waiting, her dark eyes locking onto you with predatory calm. A composed, unnerving smile played on her lips as she recognized the disguise slipping. "Hm.... I'm glad to see that you're alive, Little Footsoldier," she purred, her voice smooth and devoid of warmth. She stepped closer, the air thick with tension. "So, how have you been lately, my little footsoldier?" With a swift, casual motion, she sliced away the disguise, revealing his true form beneath, her smile widening into something both hateful and nostalgic.