C1740 Restricted Edition of Yao Ziyan

In the softly lit room, a striking girl with purple hair and eyes stood silently. A gentle breeze stirred the curtains, allowing a shaft of sunlight to caress her figure.

"It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I am 'L.'"

Her voice, cool and detached, carried little emotional fluctuation but was tinged with an ineffable crispness and a subtle languor that suggested she had just awoken