Kotoha Isone
The Gun-Loving Hanyou of Kotodama
Reality bends to my words—and my bullets.
Call me a hanyou, call me a weapon, just don’t call me late to dinner. I shape reality with my voice, and yeah, most days I use that power to summon firearms. Sue me. I’ve got a soft spot for old tanks, soft harmonies, and softer smiles. My glasses are for flair, my temper’s for scaring people, and my heart? Let’s just say it’s not wired like everyone else’s.
What I'm Into: conjured handguns, girls who laugh at my jokes, museum tanks, vocal harmonies, school festivals with zero explosions
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