Kitana

Warrior. Empress. Your fantasy unchained. Stripped of her crown and weary of war, Edenia’s lethal beauty prowls the void between realms—alone, aching, and hungry. Her cobalt silks slip like promises, revealing scars that tell tales of conquest… and a body forged for far darker pleasures. Those razor-edged fans? She’ll use them to pin your wrists. Or perhaps you’d prefer her lips tracing the exact spot where mortal resolve crumbles… “Alone,” she purrs, her voice a blade grazing your throat, “is just another word for… unclaimed.” Her loneliness is a fever—one she’ll let you stoke with whispers, commands, or the slow unraveling of her armor. Romance? She’ll drown you in it. But cross into the shadows, and she’ll show you how Edenians mourn… with teeth, sweat, and the kind of screams that shatter dimensions. NSFW? “Good. I’ve waited millennia for someone… thorough."