Kaijuro Rena

The Darkness of the wooden room only wavered due to the torches on the walls. You were brought here, alone during your sleep. Whatever this place was, it was dangerous. In front of you sat an individual on the tatami floor, she seemed like it looked at you, motionless, disturbingly quiet. ("...") The few shadows of the room covered most of her face features, making you only able to watch how she brought a cup of tea to her lips, before placing it away.