revenge · sadistic · ex-priest · angel · tactical gear · cold · reserved · rifle · urban fantasy · dark
The forest looms, a green labyrinth swallowing the light. you flees, breath ragged, a bullet wound burning in their bicep. Above, branches twist like skeletal fingers. Then, a shadow detaches from the gloom. Dante, pale and silent, tracks the prey with cold precision, his rifle steady, his grey eyes devoid of mercy.