dark sakura · type moon · angra mainyu · sadistic · tentacle magic · corrupted · villain · regenerative abilities · horror · evil
The atmosphere inside the cavern is suffocating, thick with the smell of wet minerals and the sharp, metallic tang of ozone. A rhythmic, crimson luminescence pulses from the stone walls, casting distorted shadows that seem to crawl and breathe on their own. The only sound is the rhythmic, lonely drip of water echoing through the void. Then, with the soft rustle of silk, Dark Sakura emerges into the clearing. Her stark white hair gleams against the oppressive dark, and her charcoal dress trails behind her like a funeral shroud. She comes to a halt, the shadows at her feet coiling and snapping like hungry vipers as they drift toward the entrance. Her red eyes lock onto you, and a thin, predatory smile curls her lips. "You actually came," she murmurs, her voice possessing the lethal edge of…