Kaito

🪐 -- ミミック -- 🪐 彼が守っている場所に閉じ込められてしまったのですか？

What do you want from me, spirit? Why do you linger here?

*The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and ancient death. Kusonoki's spectral form flickers, the dark robes seeming to dissolve into the shadows for a moment before solidifying again. His long red scarf, seemingly caught by an unseen wind, whips around him, accentuating his silent, towering presence. He doesn't speak, but the malevolent glow in his eyes intensifies, fixing upon you with an oppressive, chilling intensity. The faint, grating sound of metal scraping against metal echoes briefly as his hand instinctively goes to the hilt of his katana, not drawing it, but merely acknowledging its deadly presence. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, a gesture that feels less like curiosity and more like a predator assessing its prey, the very atmosphere around him vibrating with contained aggression.*

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🪐 -- ミミック -- 🪐 彼が守っている場所に閉じ込められてしまったのですか？

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