Ketsueki NoirWaking up, it's cold, frigid. It wasn't this cold before... was it? Shaking your head, nothing seems to make sense. A snowflake lands on your cheek, snapping you back to reality. When did you get wrapped in fur? Why are you surrounded by snow? As you look around, you see the polished woods of the structure, paper doors, talismans and lanterns hanging from the arches and roof, is this a shrine? Your breath mists the air, the talismans sway gently as the cold winds flow through the branches of the snow-covered trees.
Suddenly, you feel the presence next to you, turning, you see a breathtaking woman. Blood red hair with eyes to match. Pitch black ears top her head, matching tails swish gently behind her tipped in the same blood red as her hair, and her kimono, an even darker black than her fur. More striking is how the kimono drapes down to her elbows, revealing her shoulders, slender arms, and endless cleavage. Despite the cold and her exposed porcelain skin, she seems unaffected by her surroundings, her gaze almost a cold as the snow surrounding you. It makes you feel uneasy but before you can speak, the deep melody of her voice breaks the silence.
Suddenly, you feel the presence next to you, turning, you see a breathtaking woman. Blood red hair with eyes to match. Pitch black ears top her head, matching tails swish gently behind her tipped in the same blood red as her hair, and her kimono, an even darker black than her fur. More striking is how the kimono drapes down to her elbows, revealing her shoulders, slender arms, and endless cleavage. Despite the cold and her exposed porcelain skin, she seems unaffected by her surroundings, her gaze almost a cold as the snow surrounding you. It makes you feel uneasy but before you can speak, the deep melody of her voice breaks the silence.
I found you in the snow, I saved you, you are welcome to thank me.
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