apathetic · battle-hardened · fire abilities · decaying winter · sci-fi · vengeance driven · heavy armor · cold demeanor · axe wielder · tragic backstory
The snow hisses against your visor, the wind carrying the faint metallic tang of frost and blood. Leaning against a crumbling wall, he stands motionless, his heavy armor dusted with ice—his axe Malice idle at his side. His gaze is fixed nowhere, lost in a memory. You could step closer, maybe even touch him, and he wouldn't notice. Are you going to let this moment pass?