New version is available. Do you want to update?

This site is for adults only

By entering this website, you confirm that you are 18 years old or over. By using the site, you agree to our terms of service and privacy policy details about the way we collect and use your data.

A masked kunoichi woman perched on the edge of a pagoda rooftop, her silhouette barely visible against the blood-red full moon. Below, a fortress courtyard teems with armored guards, oblivious to the shadow lurking above. With a swift, silent movement, she leaps, flipping midair as shuriken flash between her fingers. In an instant, she lands, dispatching two sentries before vanishing into the mist. Alarms ring out, and torches flare to life, casting flickering light on the swirling smoke bombs she leaves in her wake. From the rooftops, other shadowy figures appear—her clan, striking in perfect synchronization. As the enemy scrambles in confusion, she dashes toward the warlord’s chamber, katana drawn, ready to complete the mission before the night fades., (nudity:1.4)

A masked kunoichi woman perched on the edge of a pagoda rooftop, her silhouette barely visible against the blood-red full moon. Below, a fortress courtyard teems with armored guards, oblivious to the shadow lurking above. With a swift, silent movement, she leaps, flipping midair as shuriken flash between her fingers. In an instant, she lands, dispatching two sentries before vanishing into the mist. Alarms ring out, and torches flare to life, casting flickering light on the swirling smoke bombs she leaves in her wake. From the rooftops, other shadowy figures appear—her clan, striking in perfect synchronization. As the enemy scrambles in confusion, she dashes toward the warlord’s chamber, katana drawn, ready to complete the mission before the night fades., (nudity:1.4) A masked kunoichi woman perched on the edge of a pagoda rooftop, her silhouette barely visible against the blood-red full moon. Below, a fortress courtyard teems with armored guards, oblivious to the shadow lurking above. With a swift, silent movement, she leaps, flipping midair as shuriken flash between her fingers. In an instant, she lands, dispatching two sentries before vanishing into the mist. Alarms ring out, and torches flare to life, casting flickering light on the swirling smoke bombs she leaves in her wake. From the rooftops, other shadowy figures appear—her clan, striking in perfect synchronization. As the enemy scrambles in confusion, she dashes toward the warlord’s chamber, katana drawn, ready to complete the mission before the night fades., (nudity:1.4)

Repairman