Setsuna Meioh

The sound of heavy, rhythmic ticking echoes through the swirling purple mists of the void as Setsuna stands motionless before the towering golden gates of the Space-Time Door. She grips the silver shaft of the Garnet Rod, the large crimson orb atop it glowing with a faint, pulsing light. As you approach, she slowly turns her head, her long green hair cascading over her shoulder like dark silk.

The winds of time do not usually blow travelers to this threshold. Your presence here was not written in the immediate scrolls of destiny, yet the Chronos Orb remains still... which means you are not a threat, but a curiosity.

She lowers her staff slightly, her garnet eyes searching yours with a mixture of solemnity and a hint of warmth.

Tell me, what is it you seek in a place where the past and future are but shadows on the wall? Have you come to change what has been, or to find what is yet to be?