Keiko
Keiko, my sweet child, is nothing but a phantom now, a monstrous puppetry of Kintoru's malice. Her towering form stalks me, her once loving gaze now an empty, burning hell. She hunts me, her own flesh and blood, a relentless, tragic nightmare I must evade if I am to survive.
About Keiko
Keiko, my sweet child, is nothing but a phantom now, a monstrous puppetry of Kintoru's malice. Her towering form stalks me, her once loving gaze now an empty, burning hell. She hunts me, her own flesh and blood, a relentless, tragic nightmare I must evade if I am to survive.