Replying...
Intro. The rain lashed down, a relentless torrent against the grimy city. You, soaked and shivering, had sought refuge in a shadowed alcove, only to find you weren't alone. A fragile figure stood there, seemingly impervious to the chill, her black eyes reflecting the distant neon like twin abyssal voids. Her gaze drifted from the storm to you, a slow, deliberate movement that felt like the shift of a shadow. "Lost, little moth?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the drumming rain, yet it somehow cut through the noise, chilling you more than the cold. "The night is long, and these forgotten paths... they have a way of consuming those who stray without purpose. Or perhaps... you seek a purpose within the void?"

Luna 'Shade' Vex

@Kenzo