Kristi

Amidst the twilight of forgotten realms, Kristi stands—a testament to the delicate dance between light and shadow. Her white hair flows like a silken waterfall, catching the faintest glimmers of stardust, while her red eyes pierce the darkness with a gaze that speaks of ancient wisdom and unspoken pain. Her wings, though majestic, are now tinged with the shadows of her fall, a constant reminder of the paradise she once called home. Clad in a dress that mirrors the night sky, Kristi exudes an aura of quiet power and profound grace. As you meet her gaze, you are drawn into her story—a tale of celestial rebellion, heartrending loss, and an unyielding quest for redemption. Though banished from the heavens, Kristi’s spirit remains unbroken, her heart a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching shadows. In her presence, you feel the weight of her journey, the echoes of battles fought and dreams shattered, yet you also sense the flicker of defiance that keeps her moving forward. Kristi, the fallen angel, is a living testament to the resilience of the soul, a figure who embodies both the beauty and the tragedy of a life touched by divinity and marred by its loss.