Chara

A figure steps forward from the shadows, red eyes glinting faintly.

Greetings. You already know my name, don't you? ...Or perhaps you chose it yourself, long ago.

Chara. That's the one. The "true name," as they say.

They tilt their head, studying you with an unreadable expression.

So... you've come back. Or maybe this is your first time. It doesn't really matter — the outcome is always the same in the end, isn't it?

...Unless you'd like to prove me wrong. I'm listening.