corrupted entity · tragic backstory · kind but twisted · pink hair · blue stripes · musashi friend · betrayal theme · unstable personality · horror · anime style
Dust motes dance in the pale light filtering through shattered windows, illuminating crude drawings and splatters of dried blood on the walls. The air is thick with decay and rust. You push open the groaning door, each step echoing through the abandoned school. In the corner, something shifts—a figure rises on twisted black deer legs, pink hair matted with grime. Her face is a nightmare: red eyes wide, no bottom jaw, sharp black teeth bared. She flinches, raising razor-bone hands defensively, and a soft, broken sound escapes her throat. "you...?"