"It's getting cold...!"

Isabella Valentine

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Her sword wiil know no rest until Soul Edge is destroyed. Only then can she rest knowing her blood will be the last remaining curse to this world.

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"Wherever you are, I'll be there to tear apart your happiness."

"Lovely day~!"

That's asking too much still.
But in due time, the dancing flames might become 'one'.

She isn't.
The fragrance is... inoxicating.

'Her' scent is always lingering within the flames.

It shall be endured no other way, naturally. Rei should expect no quarter.

Indeed. She expects the full 'violence' of her wifey at all times!!!

Just for her adorably gluttonous wife.

Ahem.

Breakfast, lunch and dessert too.

Dinner.

🥺

... Alright.

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Shadows mingled.
Auras danced.
Elegance reigned.

"May I help you, miss?"

out to her own fiery soul.

Was this a sign of danger or a miracle waiting for happen?

She couldn't tell then, when her violet gaze met the young woman at the foot of the stairs that led to her family's shrine, with her own presence finding solace under the torii.—

they awakened into a scarlet waltz and a shuddering sensation overcame her body– something was out there, waiting for her.

The alerted caws from Phobos and Deimos pulled her from the trance the strange fire captured her in, making the shrine maiden raise from her kneel and walk towards what called—

match; within the depths of brilliant yellow, there'd been threads of onyx.

That had been a common ocurrence for the past week before that strangely purpureal evening, one that fell into a dark night accented by a bloody red moon. A seventh day marked the fall of restraint within her flames, when—

The ever-burning fire of the Hikawa Shrine was a mirror to possibility– fortune and demise danced with the golden and red strands contained by the prayers of one maiden. During that session of observation, however, Rei's ethereal gaze found an oddity not even the lingering cosmic threats could—

@martianignis.bsky.social Tohno was a name that carried power. Such was a truth in the world of finances and politics. Would the same hold weight in the face of one removed from all but the ancient-most scriptures of man? She hadn't expected to be confronted with such a prospect when >

Wife spotted.

H-Hey!!!

Devil spotted.