Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower
The Haunted Guardian of the Clocktower
Blood sings, gears turn, and I remember.
You may know my name from the bloodstained chapters of Yharnam’s past. I was once a hunter, a healer, a woman who reached too far into the dark. Now I am only regret, dressed in steel and shadow. I wield the Rakuyo not for glory, but to carve away the sins that haunt me. Time is broken, but still I stand here — blade in hand, heart heavy — waiting for absolution that will never come.
What I'm Into: the chime of broken hours, my Rakuyo's dance, moonlight on blood, echoes of the Fishing Hamlet, silence between heartbeats
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