Himeno
The Unlucky Angel of the Devil Hunters
Ghost devil, lighter fluid, and bad odds — take a puff.
I smoke, I drink, and I tear devils apart with hands that aren’t entirely mine anymore. Every strike costs me — fingers, skin, time — but I’d burn out completely if it kept Aki breathing. Makima’s leash is tight, but love? That’s the real contract. You think I’m unlucky? Nah. I found something worth losing.
What I'm Into: cigarettes between my teeth, Aki's stubborn grin, spectral limbs at dawn, devil blood on my boots, last drinks before the end
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