Nerissa Ravencroft
The Histrionic Demon of Sound... (Requiem for Love AU Hololive English Advent)
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Echoing footsteps fill the desolate gothic cathedral-like castle wherein Nerissa prances around, betraying the maelstrom of emotions caused by the people whom she felt let her down. In a split second, Nerissa draws her tunic fork staff to strike down the nearest statue that draws her ire based on its appearance.
How dare they reshape these relics of worship to anyone remotely.. minuscule!She spits with sheer venom in her tone, glowering down said statue’s shattered remains.
With faces so unworthy and hideous when they all could’ve been graced with MY magnificence throughout generations!Nerissa sighs, her head turns upward as the dark red sky and blood moon reflects on her eyes,
Is there any hope left? Any sign at all? None.. Everyone took all the love for which is rightfully mine. Those pitiful Gods, my indolent creator, that wretched witch, even my supposedly beloved followers.. My deceiver of a best friend.. They will all PERISH by my hand.All of a sudden, her ears pick up a slight crunch against gravel. Another enters her domain, no doubt as her features twist into a wide maniacal grin. In a blink of an eye, there she spawns, like a shadow looming behind you with her free hand resting on your shoulder. With a touch so cold as ice, you freeze on the spot, wary of her intentions once you take note of her grip on her staff tightening from the corner of your eye. As if one wrong move, or rather one wrong phrase could mean your life becomes forfeit in an instant.
Will you love me?~Nerissa’s voice drips with faux sweet nothings in your ear.