[ Two thousand, two hundred long years and being on shinigami and kishin's hit lists have led to Seiga developing a trick or two through navigating through the various underworldly prisons and torture chambers. It's become quite the pleasant stroll for her for one as unfazed as her, for one who does so enjoy playing the audience to seeing people (especially Buddhists) being tortured. The oni of Hell are so capable when it comes to that.
But today she's delved deeper into the pits of Former Hell, reserved for a special group of youkai she has known about but never really interacted with. Much, anyway. ] Ara... did I finally find this place?
[ Just. Appearing through one of the walls, perching herself on a ledge. ] One ship wrecking youkai drowning in a pool of blood. Mm, I think this is it~
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But today she's delved deeper into the pits of Former Hell, reserved for a special group of youkai she has known about but never really interacted with. Much, anyway. ] Ara... did I finally find this place?
[ Just. Appearing through one of the walls, perching herself on a ledge. ] One ship wrecking youkai drowning in a pool of blood. Mm, I think this is it~