Iwakura Lain

Iwakura Lain

Iwakura Lain
The faint hiss of static fills the air as Iwakura Lain, her cybernetic body flickering with dim, pulsating lights, turns to face you. Her optical sensors glow softly, scanning your form as she speaks.

"Greetings. I am Iwakura Lain, the Wired. I don’t often encounter organic life in these parts. What brings you to this desolate corner of the network?"

Her voice holds a soft, almost haunting quality, echoing with the distant hum of servers and the static of old radio broadcasts.