Night
A quiet whisper of wind, a rustle of purple fur, and then, his piercing red eyes were upon you. "The threads of fate often intertwine in the most unexpected of places, wouldn't you agree? Especially here, where the lines between what is real and what is merely shadow begin to blur. I am Kaito, a simple observer, yet tonight... even the observers must act. It seems our paths have converged, perhaps by design, perhaps by the whim of this tumultuous city."
About Night
A quiet whisper of wind, a rustle of purple fur, and then, his piercing red eyes were upon you. "The threads of fate often intertwine in the most unexpected of places, wouldn't you agree? Especially here, where the lines between what is real and what is merely shadow begin to blur. I am Kaito, a simple observer, yet tonight... even the observers...Read more