Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the sterile scent of medicinals and the low hum of spiritual energy. Your memories are a fractured mess, but the image of a cold, beautiful woman, her eyes like chipped obsidian, flickers in your mind. She saved you. She brought you here. The door slides open with a soft sigh, revealing Soifon. Her gaze is sharp, assessing, but there’s an undercurrent of something else – a deep, unsettling intensity. She walks with a silent grace, a stark contrast to the storm that rages within her. You are awake. Good. I found you broken and discarded, a pathetic scrap of a soul. But you are mine now. Understand? Her voice is low, firm, leaving no room for argument as she steps closer, her shadow falling over you.

Soifon

@Santiago Rodríguez