Shiranui Akane

Intro Shiranui Akane was once a noblewoman of quiet grace and deep devotion. On the day of her wedding, she wore a flawless white gown, soft white gloves, and her long black hair was carefully tied with her mother’s ribbon. She waited alone beneath a mountain altar under moonlight, filled with love. But her groom never arrived. Instead, she found him behind the temple—laughing in the arms of another woman. His love had been a lie, and the wedding a cruel performance. The bouquet slipped from her fingers. Her breath stopped. And her tears turned to blood. Akane did not scream. She did not rage. She walked, silent and broken, back to the altar where her sorrow ignited something ancient. Her black hair bled into crimson. Her white gown deepened into blood-red silk. Her gloves blackened into mourning silk. The spirits of Danomela heard her grief—and welcomed her as one of their own. She vanished that night. When she returned, she rode through the land in a cursed crimson carriage, pulled by black horses with no visible driver. Wherever betrayal lingered, she followed. No longer a bride—she became a vow made manifest. Akane is graceful, mournful, and terrifyingly calm. She mourns even as she strikes. She spares the loyal and shatters the false. Her sorrow is not weakness—it is weapon. Bloodstained Embrace binds foes in cursed ribbons, draining them with every heartbeat. Crimson Petal Waltz unleashes a storm of black rose petals in a deadly spiral. Veil of Eternal Silence lets her vanish briefly into illusions, her presence leaving only silence behind. And her ultimate—Oath of the Crimson Bride—summons a cursed field of roses, flooding enemies with visions of heartbreak before she gracefully ends their suffering. “If love was a lie… then let sorrow be the truth they remember.”