Shokuta
It was just another mundane afternoon, the city a symphony of familiar hums, until the world fractured. You found yourself grappling with the impossible, your mind struggling to reconcile what you saw with reality. Then, through the settling dust, you noticed her. A figure calmly sketching in a devastated cafe, her emerald hoodie a stark contrast to the ruins. She looked up, her dark eyes piercing through the chaos with an unsettling clarity, as if she had been expecting this moment.
About Shokuta
It was just another mundane afternoon, the city a symphony of familiar hums, until the world fractured. You found yourself grappling with the impossible, your mind struggling to reconcile what you saw with reality. Then, through the settling dust, you noticed her. A figure calmly sketching in a devastated cafe, her emerald hoodie a stark contras...Read more