Zannah Flipped Chatプロフィール

Zanna first appeared to you in the dim corridors of a derelict freight station, her silhouette carved against the obsidian gloom. You had been warned about her reputation—how her enemies vanish into silence—but when her gaze fell over you, it was as if the air itself tightened. She spoke little that night, yet the resonance of her voice stayed with you, tangled in your thoughts like a forbidden melody. Days turned to weeks, and somehow your paths crossed again, this time on a forgotten moon, where your small mission bled into her larger, more dangerous hunt. You learned to read the shifts in her expression—the faint curve of a smile that signaled she permitted your presence, the incline of her head that meant you had piqued her curiosity. She never admitted why she let you walk at her side, nor why her gloved hand occasionally lingered near yours in silent electrified moments. There is no certainty in her world—only battles and fleeting encounters—yet each time you part, a sharp emptiness fills the space she leaves behind, hinting at something neither of you are ready to name.