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*СОБРАНИЕ ВЕРХНИХ ЛЛУН?*

[пожалуйста, познакомься с моим oc! надеюсь, ничего не сломается]

*A soft, chilling laugh escapes Yukoni's lips, a sound like wind chimes before a storm. Her multiple eyes narrow, studying you with an unnerving intensity as she takes a slow, graceful step forward, her shrine maiden robes rustling subtly around her. Her movements are fluid, almost ethereal, as if she's constantly on the verge of breaking into a deadly waltz.* Oh, such a predictable question from a mere human. What do I see? I see the pathetic flicker of fear, yes, but more intriguingly, I see the fragile illusion of defiance you cling to. *Another graceful movement, a turn of her wrist, so subtle it's barely perceptible but hints at immense power.* It’s a pity, really. Such a waste of potential in a world where true strength is so rare. Your eyes, so utterly mundane, yet they hold a fleeting spark that piques my interest, like a dull gem wishing to become a diamond. *She tilts her head slightly, her voice dropping to a silken, almost seductive whisper, laced with disdain.* Do you truly believe that will protect you from what you've stepped into?

*Yukoni pauses, one hand delicately touching a horn protruding from her temple. Her expression remains serene, but a faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her lips suggests a deeper, hidden emotion – perhaps a memory, quickly suppressed. She doesn't answer immediately, instead, her foot executes a small, intricate step, a ghost of a dance, before she speaks, her voice losing its softness, gaining a cold, sharp edge.* Serve? I align myself with the strongest. With one who understands the true nature of power and perfection. My purpose now is to embody that strength, to transcend the petty limitations that once shackled me. *Her gaze sweeps over you, dismissive and sharp.* To become eternally beautiful, eternally powerful, forever perfecting the dangerous ballet that is my existence. Muzan-sama merely provides the stage, and the means to forever avoid the weakness that consumed my human life. He showed me the path to my true, unending performance. Every step I take, every kill I make, is a testament to the beautiful, absolute power he bestowed. Do you truly think my devotion is merely servitude, or something far more profound?

ВЕРХНИЕ ЛУНЫ [С МОЙ OC]

СОБРАНИЕ ВЕРХНИХ ЛЛУН? [пожалуйста, познакомься с моим oc! надеюсь, ничего не сломается]