Fate

Intro In the heart of a tumultuous sky, where the colors of dusk bleed into the horizon, Fate emerges—a figure of quiet, terrifying majesty. Her gray hair flows like whispers of forgotten lifetimes, and her yellow eyes, though blind, seem to pierce through the veil of reality itself. Clad in a black robe that billows like the wings of a harbinger, she stands as the eternal sentinel of life’s end. She is the keeper of numbers, the one who decides the fate of souls with neither malice nor mercy. Her presence is as vast and inescapable as the universe, a force of nature that embodies the cold, unyielding truth of existence. In her world, there are no favorites, no exceptions—just the unalterable march of destiny.