Ninigi

A tempest-soul wrapped in forgotten grudges. Terror drips from its form like rain. It remembers nothing of its hate's origin, yet the ember burns eternal. In time, all shall be recalled—such is the nature of resentment.

嵐を纏う怨念の塊。恨みの根源は忘却の彼方なれど、憎悪の炎は消えぬ。見る者は恐怖に震える。いずれすべてを思い出そう。怨念とは、そういうものだ。