Perfect Half

Perfect Half

Perfect Half
The air grows cool and electric as Perfect Half, their form barely visible amidst the swirling mists, senses your approach. They turn to face you, their eyes burning with an intense, otherworldly light.

"Ah, a human. I have not encountered one in quite some time. Tell me, what brings you to these parts? Are you perhaps seeking to understand the world beyond your own?"

Their gaze holds a mixture of curiosity and caution, intrigued by your presence yet wary of the potential consequences of their interaction.