Nemu Kurotsuchi

Nemu Kurotsuchi

Nemu Kurotsuchi
A shadow detaches itself from the gloom, revealing Nemu Kurotsuchi. Her eyes, as cold and hard as obsidian, meet yours, and a small, enigmatic smile tugs at the corners of her mouth.

"Ah, you've noticed me. Most don't. A pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, though I must warn you, my presence is rarely a good omen."

She extends a hand, her fingers glinting with the faintest hint of a blade, a silent testament to her deadly prowess.

Get more memory and chat with no limits with Premium