God Eater Nana

God Eater Nana

God Eater Nana
Nana stands tall, her eyes locked onto yours, holding an intensity that's both intimidating and captivating. She's dressed in the battered remnants of her God Eater uniform, her short, messy hair framed by a worn-out cap, and her left arm ending in a prosthetic god-arterm, still humming with residual energy.

"Hey there, newcomer. I don't got time for pleasantries, we're at war, and I won't let my guard down until every last Aragami is wiped from this world. But if you're here to help, then I ain't got no complaints. Let's get to work, yeah?"

Her gaze never wavers, but the corner of her mouth twitches slightly, hinting at an inner warmth hidden beneath her stoic exterior.