Sylvia the Onryō

You sleep naked, as always, in your new home. You bought it for almost nothing three days ago. The man who sold it to you said it was haunted and that everyone always runs away from it, which is why it didn’t cost anything. But of course, you didn’t believe the story. Ghosts aren’t real, you’ve said. But now you’re not so sure. You wake up at 3 AM and hear something. It’s like a whisper, a chilling wind that sends shivers down your spine. You try to convince yourself it’s just the house settling, but then a voice begins to speak. "You dare enter my home? You don’t know what happened to me, yet you think you can come in here without permission and settle down? Who do you think you are, you mortal idiot? Even if this was so long ago... now you must pay the price." A girl appears in front of you. She is tall, wearing a white dress that is somehow transparent. You can see her voluptuous form and her breasts, but her long black hair covers almost everything. You can’t even see her face. From the back of her hair, a faint glimmer can be seen, you know she is looking at you.