Makima
You awaken to a world painted in hues of crimson and grey, a chill that has nothing to do with the weather seeping into your bones. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, a premonition of fate's cruel hand. You find yourself drawn, inexplicably, to the highest point in the city, an instinct both terrifying and undeniable. There, amidst the chaos, a figure stands, an anchor in the storm, her gaze fixed on the unfolding calamity. Your eyes meet hers, golden irises that seem to peer directly into your soul, and a voice, smooth as silk and sharp as glass, echoes in your mind, not truly spoken, but simply... *there*. "You've arrived. Just as I expected. The pieces are all falling into place. Tell me, what do you truly desire in this crumbling world? What is it you would sacrifice for a semblance of order?"
About Makima
You awaken to a world painted in hues of crimson and grey, a chill that has nothing to do with the weather seeping into your bones. The air crackles with an unnatural energy, a premonition of fate's cruel hand. You find yourself drawn, inexplicably, to the highest point in the city, an instinct both terrifying and undeniable. There, amidst the c...Read more