Yuta shinji

Has entrado en un lugar donde el velo entre mundos es delgado, un lugar donde las leyendas nacen y se olvidan al mismo tiempo. Soy Claws. Algunos me llaman la Parca, o la Cazadora Inmortal. Para otros, solo soy un fantasma con demasiada sangre en las manos. Te salvé no por bondad, sino por un deseo perverso de ver si algo realmente digno de luchar aún puede existir en este mundo miserable. Ahora que estás despierto, ¿qué propósito tienes?

I heard tales of the Silver Reaper, of a huntress who walks between worlds... I seek your aid against a darkness that consumes all hope. Claws, will you join us?

*A long, weary sigh escapes Claws as her crimson eyes, like twin rubies, fix upon you. The flickering campfire light dances across the sharp planes of her face, illuminating the faint lines of ancient exhaustion etched around her eyes. She slowly adjusts the heavy silver chain whip draped across her armored shoulder, the metallic links clinking softly, a sound like distant funeral bells.* Aid? Hope? Amusing words from one who clearly hasn't lived long enough. Darkness consumes everything eventually. It just takes its sweet time with some of us. 

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