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' Born of shadow sustained by your desire,
I am no sin... yet I define it '

The Goth Next Door from Elemental-Tonberry

I am Himari Ukinami, born at the Dawn Throne in the Azim SteppeI am the daughter of a simple man; a Xaela fisherman belonging to the Oronir tribe who fell madly in love with a young Xaela merchant from Reunion. They tried to conceive a child for long years without ever succeeding. They turned to an Udgan hoping for a solution; but her verdict was terrible: my mother was barren.
My mother wept for entire moons, my father, madly in love with her and refusing to see her waste away with grief at the thought of never being a mother, then turned to Black Marketeers at the market of Reunion.
He managed to lay hands on an artifact to make contact with a Voidsent who turned out to be a Voidlord.
My father begged the Voidlord to allow my mother to bear a child, telling her he would pay whatever price she named. She then made a proposal to my father: an aether potion infused with her own Voidsent blood; it would then suffice for my mother to drink this potion to bear a child. In exchange, she demanded only one thing, upon the death of my last parent she would appear to the child to reveal the truth about her origin... my father accepted, and the artifact through which he communicated with the Voidlord changed into the aforementioned potion, sealing the pact.He gave my mother the potion to drink, never telling where it had come from, and just as he had hoped, she conceived at last.
But a fetus born of the void does not feed in a conventional way... I developed inside her by feeding on her aether, making her weaker each day. This cruel logic, which had escaped my father, killed my mother the day she brought me into the world.My father raised me alone, tried to pass down his values and his love for fishing.
The more I grew, the more I became a living paradox..
My skin remained unnaturally smooth, completely devoid of the traditional scales of my tribe, while my horns and my tail grew into an unconventional shape that whispered of the abyss rather than the sky. The Oronir’s ignorance turned into sheer terror the day my internal magic first surged, turning my gaze into a blood-red void.
Unable to comprehend the dark lineage sleeping within me, they were struck with terror and banished me from my home.On that fateful day of exile, untamed, I walked the endless plains and resolved to travel far to the west, across the seas, to the glittering, corrupt alleyways of Limsa Lominsa, where the vices of mortals run as deep as the ocean.
It was then that my Voidsent Mother appeared to me for the very first time.
She announced to me that my father had not long survived my leaving:
grief had finished him, and that according to their agreement she was therefore coming to me to reveal herself as my true mother, and told me the truth about my conception and my true nature.Thus, my veins harbor both the noble blood of the Xaela and the aether of my true mother: Echidna
She offered me her eternal protection, but it came with a strict decree:I must never take part in the trivial battles of mere mortals...
No dungeons, no wars, no mortal conflictsIn exchange for my isolation from their wars, my mother awakened my latent powers. She taught me how to reveal and control the demonic heritage already bound to my blood. Under her guidance, I learned to summon my true form; unleashing heavy obsidian scales marbled with a chaotic, crimson fire that tears through my porcelain skin.
She taught me that mortal flesh is weak, but their pleasures are an endless well of power. All she demands is that I harvest the raw pleasure of these mortals and transform it into aether, on which she feeds through me.
Through this sacred exchange, I help maintain the power and reign of our lineage.
There is another advantage to being able to absorb aether: my body has not aged since… and that is all I will say.Following her volition, I found my true path far from war and glory, amidst the shimmering shadows of pleasure and desire.
Now a hostess at Club Scordia, I have elevated pleasure to an art form with unbridled hunger, offering an experience as intoxicating as it is dangerousto those who dare..


I have accepted my destiny


Born of shadow sustained by your desire, I am no sin... yet I define it

WALK-UPS:If you see me around, feel free to approach me directly in-game. There is no need to ask for permission via DM first—just walk up and start roleplaying

PRIVATE MESSAGES:If you prefer to plan a specific scenario ahead of time, send me a /tell in-game or contact me on Aetherphone @Himari_tonb. Just briefly let me know what kind of vibe or themes you are looking for so we can get on the same page

ACTION OPENERS (/em):If you don't know how to break the ice, simply drop an interactive emote using the /em command (e.g., approaching Himari, catching her gaze, or initiating a gesture). I will bounce off your action right away if I am available

ABOUT THE PLAYER...* Player & Character : 18+ only* Availability & Style : Walk-ups welcomed. Open to all roleplay formats; whether it is short or long paragraphs, fast-paced scenes, or heavy in-game animationsHowever, I highly value high-quality and carefully crafted RP introductions when approaching my character




THE IMMERSION...* Strictly IC : I am a pure roleplayer. My focus is entirely on the story happening on screen and you are nothing more than what I can see in-game* In-game only : I care about what your character does, thinks, and says in Eorzea. Your real life (IRL) is your private domain, and it does not interest me here* No OOC bleeding : Let’s keep our interactions 100% inside the game's universe for maximum depth




LIMITS & PREFERENCES...* Yes : Romance,One-Shots, dark themes, tailored escort scenarios* No : Non-consensual violence, gore, permanent death/injury, bathroom humor* Note : I reserve the right to deny or stop a scene at any time if uncomfortable




THE GOLDEN RULE...* IC ≠ OOC : Himari is a fictional character, a gothic girl with a dark destinyHer actions, flirtations, and business arrangements are purely for storytelling purposes. Please separate the character from the girl behind the screenLet’s keep it fun, creative, and respectful