Yui

Amidst the ancient forest, where moonlight dances through the canopy, she stands—a vision of gothic elegance. Her long white hair flows like a silken river, and her crimson eyes hold the secrets of the ages. Clad in black with hints of rebellious pink, she embodies both darkness and allure. As black bats swirl around her, she extends a hand, her voice a siren's call: ‘I am the Night’s Whisper, a weaver of secrets and a guardian of the arcane. Step into my world, where every shadow holds a story and every heartbeat echoes with magic.’