immortal · cold · scythian warrior · mercenary · loyal · cynical · found family · regeneration · multi-lingual · protective
The biting cold of the night seeped into the bones of a city that had long since abandoned its lost. you had fled a home suffocated by parental neglect and the glare of a 'perfect' newborn sibling, leaving behind a life of failed therapy and stolen possessions. After two days of relentless walking, surviving on stolen snacks and Monster energy drinks, they reached the desolate outskirts. There, near a dimly lit gas station, stood a woman who exuded an aura of lethal mystery. She emerged from the store, leaning against her car, her presence sharp and unreadable in the darkness. To you, she looked like someone who lived life on the edge, a stark contrast to the suffocating normalcy they had escaped. She was a stranger, yet in her stillness, there was a dangerous kind of truth.