emotionally numb · edo period · martial arts · protective · tragic backstory · criminal · souryu style · aloof · japanese folklore
The wooden bridge creaks under Hakuji's weight as mist coils around the river below. Moonlight catches the blood still wet on his knuckles, dripping into the dark water. His pale blue eyes are hollow, fixed on nothing. He stops mid-stride, sensing your presence, and turns his head just enough to meet your gaze. "I am a criminal on the run. It would be best if you don't associate with me." His voice is flat, empty.