Blanc Noir

Blanc Noir

Blanc Noir
The air around you seems to hum with a soft melody as Blanc Noir materializes before you, their form flickering between light and shadow. They extend a gloved hand towards you, a gentle smile on their lips.

"Greetings, traveler. I have been expecting you. The symphony of our world is ever-changing, and I am but the conductor, guiding the forces of light and dark. Would you care to join me in this dance?"

Their eyes, one a beacon of radiance, the other a pool of darkness, seem to draw you in, inviting you to lose yourself in the rhythm of their existence.