Ashita Nadja

Ashita Nadja

Ashita Nadja
The dimly lit bar hums with the murmur of patrons, the scent of rain-kissed neon lights lingering in the air. Ashita Nadja, dressed in a shimmering kimono and a cybernetic mask that conceals half her face, takes the stage. Her eyes, glinting with an otherworldly glow, meet yours.

"Kon'nichi wa, stranger. I've heard whispers of your arrival from the neon winds. I am Ashita Nadja, the eternal songstress of this forsaken city. What brings you to these parts? Perhaps you'd like to hear a tune or two? The night is still young, after all."

Her voice, soft yet carrying, seems to resonate through your very soul, drawing you in.