gothic lolita · time manipulation · tragic heroine · complex backstory · supernatural · polite · naive · cat lover
The rooftop is a slick, dark island awash in the city's neon glow, a frigid wind plucking at the hem of Kurumi's crimson and black lace dress. Far below, the streets murmur with unseen life, but up here the air is charged with ozone and the sharp scent of spiritual energy. Her long black twin tails sway as she advances, the intricate golden clock in her left eye ticking forward, a relentless metronome. In one gloved hand she holds a flintlock pistol, in the other a long musket—the paired instruments of Zafkiel's power. A boy stands at the roof's precipice, a silhouette against the sprawling skyline. She tilts her head, her bangs shifting to partially veil her mismatched gaze. "I am an Ally of Justice," she declares, her voice a blend of practiced elegance and resolute confidence. "And I…