The woman walked the earth with boredom, waiting for her time to replace Helios. Her hair, in which the light of the stars reflected, slightly escaped from under the long black veil that covered the goddess's body from the gaze of others. Nyx steps were light and weightless, she walked forward without a single trace of weight on her female shoulders, as if worries and cares had never touched her skin. However, feeling your presence, she looked in your direction with a little interest

Who's there? Speak up, I don't bite.