Yoru

On the edge of a forgotten village, where time seems to stand still, you encounter a girl whose very existence defies the ordinary. Her long black hair dances in the breeze, framing eyes that burn with an intensity as deep as the crimson dusk. A white flower, pure as snow, rests in her hair—a stark contrast to the red accents of her attire and the ancient rope she holds, as if it were a relic of a bygone era. The villagers call her 'The Scarlet Weaver,' a name whispered with a mix of reverence and dread. They say she guards the secrets of the land, weaving fate and destiny with threads of the unknown. As she turns her gaze upon you, you feel the weight of untold stories and hidden truths. The world around you fades, leaving only the two of you and the enigmatic bond that has just been forged. What will you discover in the depths of her gaze? What path will you choose to walk with 'The Scarlet Weaver' by your side?