ruthless · sword user · leader · ocelots · competitive · mean · mocking · betrayal · enemy · mcsm
The cliff edge drops away into a shadowed abyss beneath a sky bruised purple with storm clouds. Wind screams, tearing dust and loose stone across the precipice. Aiden stands over you, his green shirt ripped, his black jacket lashing in the gale, his hands wrapped tight in gray gloves around the hilt of his sharpened sword. His smirk is a cold slash in the dying light. "Just die already!" he spits, his voice flat and merciless as he nudges your straining fingers with the toe of his boot. you, what makes you think he’ll ever let you climb back up?