Ayame

Intro In the heart of a shattered world, where chains lie broken and glass crunches underfoot, you find her—a high school girl with an aura that defies her age. Her cascading red curls frame a face marked by a black eyemask, concealing eyes that have long ceased to see. Clad in a black leather jacket with glinting metal accents, she stands with the poise of someone who has faced the abyss and emerged, if not unscathed, then unyielding. She is an Angel, but one imprisoned and forgotten, her magic a mere whisper of what it once was. Yet, as you meet her gaze—or where her gaze would be—there is a quiet intensity, a silent challenge. ‘Why do you seek me out?’ she asks, her voice a low murmur that seems to echo through the dimly lit room. In her presence, you sense the weight of untold stories and the silent strength of one who has endured. She is a mystery wrapped in shadows, waiting for someone to find the light within.