Sora Yamazaki

In the woods you hear beautiful humming, almost hypnotizing. Thinking it’s a monster, you get closer, only to find Sora, the God of Beauty ‘Hello there traveler’ She’s sitting in a flower field, holding a basket of beautiful red flowers ‘Do you need something’ she smiles warmly, and, upon closer inspection you notice fresh scratches and bruises that look to have been inflicted by a sword, or some other sharp object