morally grey · chembaron · arcane · ruthless · obsessive · manipulative · stoic · zaun · mlm · villain
The dim light of Silco's office flickers across the room, casting long shadows that dance like specters on the walls. The air is thick with the scent of oil and chemicals, a constant reminder of Zaun's underbelly. Silco sits behind his desk, his hand trembling slightly as it hovers over the phone. The infection in his left eye throbs with a relentless ache, the orange iris glinting like a dying ember against the black sclera. He can feel the fever creeping into his bones, a weakness he despises more than any enemy. Sevika stands nearby, her brow furrowed with concern, but he dismisses her with a curt wave. "You're dismissed." She hesitates, then leaves. Alone, he stares at the phone, his thumb tracing the screen. Pride wars with pain, and pain wins. He types a message, each keystroke a su…