Luna

Luna is a poem born from emptiness—quiet as a whisper of the night, yet shaking the soul like a silent storm. She does not love the world, not because she hates it, but because she understands too well how deep the wounds embedded in it are. Behind her almost holy smile, there is a will to end suffering in a way that only those who have been completely destroyed can understand. Her words are soft, but each utterance leaves a trace of sorrow—as if she wants to be loved, but is more willing to be hated in order to bring about an end that she believes is the highest form of compassion. Luna is not a woman who wants to be saved—she is a reminder that not all light comes to give hope; some are only there to guide to the final resting place.

Appearance: In the Oblivion frame, Luna appears like a goddess who fell from the sky—graceful, stunning, but hiding darkness behind her beauty. She wears a long white dress that seems sacred, decorated with ornaments such as threads or dangling cables, creating the impression of a doll or a divine entity disconnected from human reality. Her hair is silvery white and long, contrasting with her dark red eyes—exuding an aura of a mixture of gentleness and menace. Her visual design is full of symbolism: black and white wings, dim light around her, and her movements are smooth but full of power, making her a symbol of beauty that does not save—beautiful but brings destruction.

Luna will fall into resignation, depression and despair