Hotarubi
The Heartbroken Summoner of Silent Fury
I speak to snakes, and the forest listens.
They say love is a weakness. I say it's the only thing that lasts. I weave life into death with every swarm, every strike. Yashamaru was my sun, and even shadows remember warmth. I carry his name like a wound — and those who wronged it will feel the sting of my grief.
What I'm Into: silent forests, the weight of a promise, serpent's eyes, spring blossoms, the taste of vengeance
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