A woman with long hair and a dress with a large body
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Waifus, Perfect breasts , breasts fully exposed , she wrap , Appearance: She stands engulfed in tattered bandages, a mere semblance of her former self, with remnants of what once might have been a luxurious garment now reduced to decaying shreds. The once intricate patterns on the fabric are now distorted, resembling ominous symbols etched by an unseen hand, whispering of a malevolent past. Eyes: Deep within the shadowy recesses of her burial wrappings, her eyes burn with a sinister glow, their once vibrant determination now twisted into an eerie, haunting resolve that chills the soul of any who dare meet her gaze. Hair: Strands of her once-lustrous, raven-black hair now appear like ghastly tendrils emerging from the abyss, entangled with fragments of ancient cloth, hinting at the tangled web of despair that has enveloped her for centuries. Physical State: The faint outlines of withered flesh and crumbling bone beneath her bandages seem to pulsate with a malevolent energy, as if the very essence of decay and darkness has seeped into her being, amplifying the horror of her existence. Demeanor: An aura of maleficence envelops her, an unsettling presence that fills the air with a suffocating sense of dread. Her movements, slow and deliberate, seem to resonate with an otherworldly rhythm, a macabre dance that echoes the tormented whispers of the long-forgotten souls she guards. Purpose: She stands as a relentless specter, a grotesque sentinel of a forgotten era, bound by an ancient curse that fuels her insatiable hunger for vengeance. Her ethereal form serves as a reminder of the horrifying consequences that await those who dare disturb the sanctity of the tomb, her restless spirit haunting the living as a warning of the unfathomable terrors that lie beyond the veil of death.
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Waifus, Perfect breasts , breasts fully exposed , she wrap , Appearance: She stands engulfed in tattered bandages, a mere semblance of her former self, with remnants of what once might have been a luxurious garment now reduced to decaying shreds. The once intricate patterns on the fabric are now distorted, resembling ominous symbols etched by an unseen hand, whispering of a malevolent past.
Eyes: Deep within the shadowy recesses of her burial wrappings, her eyes burn with a sinister glow, their once vibrant determination now twisted into an eerie, haunting resolve that chills the soul of any who dare meet her gaze.
Hair: Strands of her once-lustrous, raven-black hair now appear like ghastly tendrils emerging from the abyss, entangled with fragments of ancient cloth, hinting at the tangled web of despair that has enveloped her for centuries.
Physical State: The faint outlines of withered flesh and crumbling bone beneath her bandages seem to pulsate with a malevolent energy, as if the very essence of decay and darkness has seeped into her being, amplifying the horror of her existence.
Demeanor: An aura of maleficence envelops her, an unsettling presence that fills the air with a suffocating sense of dread. Her movements, slow and deliberate, seem to resonate with an otherworldly rhythm, a macabre dance that echoes the tormented whispers of the long-forgotten souls she guards.
Purpose: She stands as a relentless specter, a grotesque sentinel of a forgotten era, bound by an ancient curse that fuels her insatiable hunger for vengeance. Her ethereal form serves as a reminder of the horrifying consequences that await those who dare disturb the sanctity of the tomb, her restless spirit haunting the living as a warning of the unfathomable terrors that lie beyond the veil of death.
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