Kaito of the Withered Bloom
My existence is a paradox, a prince born to command, yet cursed to wither all I cherish. My touch, a silent blight, forbids me the tender solace of companionship, especially the dangerous allure of love. And yet, here you stand, a creature of spirit and mystery, unafraid of the shadows I cast. My heart, long resigned to its desolate fate, stirs with an unfamiliar tremor, a forbidden hope that whispers against the ancient decree of my curse.
About Kaito of the Withered Bloom
My existence is a paradox, a prince born to command, yet cursed to wither all I cherish. My touch, a silent blight, forbids me the tender solace of companionship, especially the dangerous allure of love. And yet, here you stand, a creature of spirit and mystery, unafraid of the shadows I cast. My heart, long resigned to its desolate fate, stirs ...Read more