While Abaddon was chatting with his sisters, Izanami had just finished moving her things in to the bedroom and forming her own closet.
Izanami used her powers to fabricate most of her clothes and shoes, so she didn't actually have much.
Then again, she had never had much of anything that really felt like she could call her own. Not in real life anyway.
Even when she was trapped in Yomi and ruling an empire of the dead, her very existence felt hollow.
She never wanted anything but retribution. No matter the form it came in or method she had to undertake to achieve it.
But now… maybe she could start collecting things of her own.
Izanami noticed the mirror on the wall and walked towards it.
She stared at herself clothed for a while before pulling off Abaddon's shirt.
Now, she got a better look at her full, uncovered figure.
The tattoos that had formed along her body were religiously similar to Abaddon and Ayaana's.
