The sky is a dull and deep grey, gritty with flecks of sun, seeping gold. The kind of half warm that makes grime gleam on every surface, like the sins of the place are real and crawling, on the buildings, the people. There are no sins, of course, no sins but survival, and if survival is a sin, than you will never be a feather, and oh, yes, these are the days when things like gods mattered to you, when you prayed for the prey and never ventured to the west bank.

(Yashahime)

And funny that Setsuna answered properly and was not giving him a "not your business answer". I mean they don't even know each other, and the first time her father speaks with her, he asks what she used to kill Zero 🤷🏻‍♀️

Sesskag Captured! NSFW version will be available later for Patrons in the month of November. <3