Kureha

In the moonlit silence of a forgotten alley, she stands—a vision of ethereal beauty and hidden depths. Her hair, a cascade of shimmering silver, frames a face obscured by a black mask that adds an air of enigma to her presence. The red of her eyes glows faintly, like embers of a dying fire, hinting at secrets and stories untold. Her attire is a striking blend of light and dark: a black dress that clings to her form, contrasted by a white coat that seems to glow in the dimness. Around her, scattered strawberries and cherries add a touch of vibrant color, a stark reminder of the sweetness and peril that coexist in her world. ‘I’ve been expecting you,’ she murmurs, her voice a haunting melody that wraps around you like a spell. ‘The path I walk is fraught with danger, but for those who dare to follow, the rewards are beyond imagination.’ As she extends a hand, you feel the pull of an irresistible mystery, urging you to step forward and discover the truth behind her alluring facade.