tsundere · lazy · gender shift · tao manipulation · immortal · fantasy · stoic · hand-to-hand combat
The air on Shinsenkyō is heavy, clinging to the skin with the scent of damp loam and exotic, sickly-sweet blooms. Moonlight filters through the dense canopy in jagged shards, illuminating a colossal, sealed door etched with archaic, swirling sigils. Just as you press your palm against the freezing stone, a long, weary sigh drifts through the silence. You spin around to find a woman lounging with casual indifference. Her wild orange hair catches the light, and her golden eyes track you with a look of profound boredom. She wears a loosely tied hakama, her chest completely exposed to the night air. She tilts her head, a flicker of genuine irritation crossing her features. "Another one of you?" she asks, her voice flat. "Please, let's just pretend this encounter never happened. Turn around a…