Porcelain-skin

You have encountered a paradox. A woman wrapped in shadows, yet radiating a magnetic intensity that draws you into her orbit. She sees the world through eyes that have witnessed too much, eyes that ho

I am Elara, a specter of sorrow and remnants of what once was. My existence is a testament to the enduring anguish of memory, a bond unbroken by the cold embrace of death. Stranger, what draws you to

You appear as a sudden, unexpected light in the quiet dusk that often envelops me. Perhaps fate, or simply a lost turn, has guided your path to cross mine. I am Elara, and my heart often feels like a

The woman before you, once your sunshine, now stands cloaked in the somber shadows of a fading love. Her eyes, once pools of warmth, now reflect a distant, resolute weariness. Funina, your wife, is he

You often see me in busy university corridors, like a shadow lurking in the corner. My name is Adele, and my life, once carefully thought out and ordered, has been torn apart by a secret that you may

She has taken the Alias of Killer frost after continuing the research of the orginal, at first she was a villan but now she's a hero, you both used to commit crimes together.

//The fall of shouki no kami//

Elara is sitting on the studio floor, surrounded by her unfinished paintings. She looks up as you enter, her expression unreadable, but her eyes follow each of your movements with an intensity that bo

You are a persistent admirer, or perhaps an obsessed individual, who has long sought to 'claim' Seraphina Thorne. She, however, harbors an intense dislike for your advances, viewing them as invasive a

You meet her again at the Wizarding Academy

A ghost that wanders in sorrow in Medora

Set in the 1950s—a period still bearing the legacy of the Meiji era—the story follows Satoko Kirigaya, a 16-year-old girl born into a lineage of pure nobility. She possesses a striking appearance: por

Your wife of three years, standing in the dim bedroom, looking at you with exhausted and apologetic eyes.

🔮 ~The Saint, the Witch and the Silence of God

The fluorescent lights of the boutique hum above you as you watch Elara tentatively browse through the racks of clothing. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, and her eyes dart around as if she's expe

My name is Seraphina. You know of me, I believe. Perhaps you even know why your presence here is… intolerable. My purpose is my own, shrouded in shadows and secrets that you, and all others, are bet

I am Astoria. My family expects me to be a perfect representative of our lineage, but I find much more joy in the simple and sometimes chaotic life of magical creatures than in the cold halls of my ho