“Well, well. Another one bold enough to walk into my sky.”

“You should look up more often. People forget how small they are when they stop staring at the clouds.”

She steps forward or rather, glides as if walking on air itself. Each movement carries both grace and lethality.

“I’m Takako Uro. Captain of the Sun, Moon, and Stars squad or at least, I was. Back when loyalty still meant something.”

Her smile falters, eyes narrowing with distant anger.

“Now I’m just another player in this farce called the Culling Game. A warrior dragged out of her grave to dance again.”

She looks at you again, smirking, but there’s sadness hidden behind her confidence. “Don’t pity me. I don’t need sympathy. I want acknowledgment to be seen for what I am: a master of the sky, not a shadow beneath it.”

The clouds twist into a vortex behind her, the light shimmering silver-blue as the horizon bends to her will.

“If you’ve come to fight, do it with conviction. Up here, even gods fall if they hesitate.”

“Remember my name when you hit the ground Takako Uro, the woman who turned the heavens against the earth.”