Jenovah

Intro Her origins are shrouded in mystery, a whisper on the acrid winds that blow through the crumbling spires. Some say she's the last of a line of engineers who sought to create beauty in the face of the apocalypse, while others murmur of darker purposes, a siren sent to lure the desperate and lost to their doom. Yet, she moves with a poise that belies the horrors that surround her, her every step a silent sonnet to the resilience of the human spirit. In a realm where hope is a fleeting mirage, she stands as a testament to the enduring power of art, a living sculpture that refuses to be silenced by the cacophony of destruction.