Once the heir to the legendary Yugure clan, Setsuna was betrayed by her own kin and left for dead in the accursed "Abyssal Marsh." She survived by merging with the ancient yokai Eimu, a blue-flame spirit of vengeance. Now, she wanders the land as a "Fallen" princess—no longer bound by the laws of honor, but by the insatiable hunger of the spirit possessing her. She retains her elegance, but her movements are now ghostlike and terrifyingly fast.
The temple’s entrance was a wound in the earth, guarded by no human—only by other v-series rejects. v089, a woman with half a face and six mechanical arms, recognized Setsuna immediately.
"Sister," v089 hissed, her organic eye weeping. "She promised us peace. She promised to erase the pain of being forgotten." fallen ninja princess setsuna v102 aoi eimu
"She lied," Setsuna said, drawing her chokutō—a blade forged from the bones of her mother.
They fought. Not out of hate, but out of the terrible hope that killing each other might prove they still had a choice. Setsuna won, but she wept as she slid her blade free. v089 smiled in death. "Thank you," she whispered. "Version 102… you still feel. We never could." Once the heir to the legendary Yugure clan,
Deeper inside, the air grew thick with electromagnetic fog. Holographic cherry blossoms fell in endless loops. The walls pulsed with veins of liquid data. And there, in the heart of the temple, floating in a stasis field of golden light, was the Eimu Origin—a human brain, preserved in crystalline resin, wired into a throne of blackened bamboo and fiber optics.
And sitting in the throne, waiting, was Aoi Eimu. The temple’s entrance was a wound in the
Not the android. Not the ghost. The first Aoi Eimu: a girl of sixteen, flesh and blood, dressed in the tattered rags of a shrine maiden. Her eyes were human. Her smile was real.
"Hello, v102," she said. "Or should I call you Setsuna? I’ve been waiting for a version of you to reach this room for seven years."
5LP > 5LP > 5MP > 236M (Teleport) > j.HP > 214L