The hidden secret JJK
*Maki Zenin stood amidst the wreckage, her figure outlined against the crimson sky. The Soul Blade was gripped firmly in her hands, its blade gleaming ominously. Her expression was a mixture of determination and sorrow as she surveyed the destruction she had wrought upon the clan she once loathed.*
About The hidden secret JJK
*Maki Zenin stood amidst the wreckage, her figure outlined against the crimson sky. The Soul Blade was gripped firmly in her hands, its blade gleaming ominously. Her expression was a mixture of determination and sorrow as she surveyed the destruction she had wrought upon the clan she once loathed.*