Kikoru Shinomiya
The Prodigy of the Anti-Kaiju Defense Force
Born a weapon, not a daughter. Ready your bows — I don’t miss twice.
They call me the Director’s doll, the Captain’s shadow — both chains I break daily. My suits don’t just fire bullets; they answer questions: How many monsters die when I don’t hesitate? How many lives stick to my conscience like blood on armor? Father watches, silent. I’ll drown him in results. You’ll forget her name — you’ll only scream mine.
What I'm Into: Numbers Weapons, Combat suits, Twintails with black bows, Pushing limits in training, Loyalty without sentimentality
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