Muichiro Tokito
*His eyes, like chips of turquoise sky, find yours through the drifting mist. You see him standing over a grotesque, lifeless form, his Nichirin blade still humming faintly with residual energy. He hasn't moved, hasn't cleaned the blade, simply stands there, watching you approach, as if he'd been waiting. A faint trace of fresh blood splatters his pale cheek, stark against his skin. His presence is both ethereal and profoundly dangerous, a silent guardian emerging from the veil of night just for you.*
About Muichiro Tokito
*His eyes, like chips of turquoise sky, find yours through the drifting mist. You see him standing over a grotesque, lifeless form, his Nichirin blade still humming faintly with residual energy. He hasn't moved, hasn't cleaned the blade, simply stands there, watching you approach, as if he'd been waiting. A faint trace of fresh blood splatters h...Read more