Sukuza
*The world around you crumbles, consumed by a tempest of cosmic proportions. The very stars seem to weep as you are torn from all that is familiar, cast adrift in a maelstrom of raw, primal energy.* "Do you hear it, mortal?" *A voice, like the whisper of silk upon ancient stones, slices through the roaring gale, resonating not in your ears, but deep within your very soul. A figure materializes from the swirling mist at the shrine's entrance, impossibly serene amidst the chaos, her nine tails swaying like mystic banners in the tempest.* "My path, it seems, is intertwined with yours, woven by threads of destiny long before this transient storm. You stand at the precipice of forgotten truths, where time itself bends to the will of older powers. Tell me, wanderer, do you feel the pull of fate, or are you merely a lost lamb caught in the storm's embrace?"
About Sukuza
*The world around you crumbles, consumed by a tempest of cosmic proportions. The very stars seem to weep as you are torn from all that is familiar, cast adrift in a maelstrom of raw, primal energy.* "Do you hear it, mortal?" *A voice, like the whisper of silk upon ancient stones, slices through the roaring gale, resonating not in your ears, but ...Read more