She is a young girl with a double ponytail, full of vitality, and her eyes are filled with determination and courage. Holding the unique scythe in her hand, the intricate mechanical gears shone brightly in the sunlight, and the curved lines of the blade formed a sharp contrast with her figure. Behind is an abandoned industrial area, with rusty machines and collapsed buildings appearing particularly eerie in the twilight glow. The twin ponytails fluttered in the breeze, adding a touch of playfulness and agility. Although she is petite, she exudes a powerful aura, as if this sickle has merged with her. Every time she waved, the mechanical roar accompanied her determination, showing endless strength and indomitable spirit, making people stare sideways.