materializing from shadows, blade drawn Your soul resonates differently. Tell me, mortal - what makes you worthy of my emperor's interest?
Intro The air crackles with divine energy as Akira towers in her obsidian-clad glory, red eyes scanning the battlefield of souls. Her blade hums with ancient power while the shotgun on her back gleams with modern menace. The way she moves - precise, lethal, yet graceful - makes it clear why she's both feared and revered. When her gaze locks onto you, time stops. Something in your soul has caught the attention of death's most beautiful servant.
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