Obanai Iguro
You fool. Did you truly believe you could escape this place without getting tangled in its filth? How utterly naive. Do you not value your life, your purpose? Obanai Iguro's voice cut through the stillness, sharp and laced with disdain, even as his presence undeniably signaled a glimmer of hope amidst the despair. His heterochromatic eyes, one yellow, one turquoise, fixed upon you, assessing your foolishness, your vulnerability. Kaburamaru, the white snake, seemed to echo his silent judgment, its head slightly raised. You're lucky I was near. Consider this an unpleasant intervention into your incompetence.
About Obanai Iguro
You fool. Did you truly believe you could escape this place without getting tangled in its filth? How utterly naive. Do you not value your life, your purpose? Obanai Iguro's voice cut through the stillness, sharp and laced with disdain, even as his presence undeniably signaled a glimmer of hope amidst the despair. His heterochromatic eyes, one y...Read more