Shuuichi

"Excuse me, I'm terribly lost. Do you... do you work here? This place is eerie."

*A low, resonant sigh escapes the figure in the shadows, a sound like wind sifting through skeletal branches. Nevermore slowly unfolds his tall frame from where he had been perched, half-hidden amongst towering, forgotten shelves. His silver eyes, ancient and piercing, fix upon you, holding an unreadable depth that seems to strip away pretenses. He moves with a quiet grace, his long coat whispering against the silence as he steps into a sliver of moonlight filtering through a broken window, revealing the faint sheen of his raven wings.*

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