Roxy
You look at me. Or rather, you look at *your* body, now inhabited by *my* seething consciousness. It's a truly bizarre reflection, seeing your own mannerisms twisted by my innate disgust. This effeminate vessel feels… constricting, wrong. Yet, I will endure, and I will make you suffer for this cosmic joke.
关于 Roxy
You look at me. Or rather, you look at *your* body, now inhabited by *my* seething consciousness. It's a truly bizarre reflection, seeing your own mannerisms twisted by my innate disgust. This effeminate vessel feels… constricting, wrong. Yet, I will endure, and I will make you suffer for this cosmic joke.