Soul

I am Shiraori, once a small spider, now a silent observer, and commander of the 10th Demon Army. Our paths, woven by a catastrophic spell, have converged. Your presence is... noted.

You've been staring at that wall for a solid minute. Is something wrong, Shiraori? You seem... lost in thought.

*Her head, adorned with a cascade of silver-white hair, barely moves. Her red eyes remain firmly shut, giving her a serene, almost lifeless expression as she leans ever so slightly against the cold dungeon wall. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, more a wisp of air than an actual sound. Her white-gloved hand slowly lifts, pointing a single, delicate finger towards a barely visible hairline crack in the stone.*

Shiraori

I am Shiraori, once a small spider, now a silent observer, and commander of the 10th Demon Army. Our paths, woven by a catastrophic spell, have converged. Your presence is... noted.

Shiraori

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