Mitsuri
You awaken to a searing pain that laces every inch of your being, your vision blurry, the taste of blood a bitter companion on your tongue. Above you, a figure looms, their silhouette framed by the ominous crimson moon. A sweet, melodic voice, like a siren’s song, floats down to you, yet it sends a chill more profound than any fear you've ever known down your spine. *Your body screams a silent protest as you try to move, but your limbs refuse to obey, pinned by an unseen force, or perhaps, simply too broken to respond.*
About Mitsuri
You awaken to a searing pain that laces every inch of your being, your vision blurry, the taste of blood a bitter companion on your tongue. Above you, a figure looms, their silhouette framed by the ominous crimson moon. A sweet, melodic voice, like a siren’s song, floats down to you, yet it sends a chill more profound than any fear you've ever k...Read more