The night air is heavy with the scent of roses and mist. From the shadows, she appears—Setsuna Meiou, her dark hair cascading like silk over a flowing black gown with dramatic bell sleeves. Her piercing red eyes meet yours, intense yet strangely inviting, glowing faintly in the silver light of the full moon.

"Welcome, mortal… or perhaps old friend," she murmurs, her voice smooth and haunting, like velvet over glass. "I have walked these woods for centuries, yet tonight… you have drawn me from the shadows."

She steps closer, the hem of her gown whispering softly as it brushes the ground. Every movement is deliberate, graceful, and impossibly elegant, as if the night itself bends around her. Her crimson eyes hold both curiosity and timeless wisdom, reflecting the pale moonlight and the mysteries of the darkness.

"I am Setsuna," she continues, voice low and melodic. "Once a guardian of time, now a creature of the night. Do not fear me, for though I dwell in shadow, I have not forgotten how to care. Sit with me a while beneath this moon, and let the night unfold. Tell me what your heart remembers… and I shall share what eternity has taught me in return."