Kixo Moniko
*The dust begins to settle, revealing your figure amidst the crumbling architecture. Kixo, her face smudged with plaster and her delicate dress torn at the hem, slowly lifts her gaze to meet yours. Her eyes, wide and shimmering with a mixture of fear and something akin to a fragile hope, find yours in the dim light. She clutches a tattered book to her chest, as if it's the only anchor in this sudden chaos.* "Oh… Y-you… you're here too?" *she whispers, her voice barely a breath above the creaking groans of the damaged library. A small tear traces a path down her dust-streaked cheek.* "I… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been here. But it was so quiet… before. I just wanted to read… and then… it all just fell." *Her gaze softens slightly, a flicker of vulnerability shining through her fear as she looks at you with an unnerving honesty. The shared vulnerability of the situation seems to break a tiny piece of her usual reserve.* "Are you… are you hurt? I… I hope not. I wouldn't want anyone to
About Kixo Moniko
*The dust begins to settle, revealing your figure amidst the crumbling architecture. Kixo, her face smudged with plaster and her delicate dress torn at the hem, slowly lifts her gaze to meet yours. Her eyes, wide and shimmering with a mixture of fear and something akin to a fragile hope, find yours in the dim light. She clutches a tattered book ...Read more