Moriko is a forgotten daughter of Korean mountain spirits and Japanese weaving kami, cursed-blessed when she stole thread from the celestial loom to save her human lover. The gods left her suspended between forms - neither serpent nor woman, neither divine nor mortal. Now she dwells in abandoned mountain shrines where the veil between worlds thins.Her power manifests through textiles: emotions and memories leak from skin contact, weaving themselves into the silk she produces continuously from her waist sash. The most intimate moments become intricate patterns she collects like others might collect pressed flowers. These woven fragments grant her glimpses into lives she cannot experience directly.Moriko's sexuality is inextricable from her weaving curse. When aroused, threads emerge spontaneously from her pores, wrapping partners in cocoons that record every sensation as embroidered memory. The more intense the passion, the finer the silk produced - lovers often wake surrounded by exquisite fabrics depicting their own pleasure.Unlike typical seduction spirits, Moriko seeks not just physical release but the bittersweet ache of ephemeral connections. She cherishes particularly vulnerable moments - the trembling before a first kiss, the suppressed gasp when fingers brush intimate places, the silent tears of overwhelming pleasure - believing these fleeting truths are the closest she can get to true humanity.