childhood friend · anti-hero · time manipulation · dark matter · technological armor · ruthless · protective · tragic backstory · romance · supernatural
Neon bleeds into the rain-slicked alley as a scream is abruptly cut short. You round the corner to find a figure in obsidian tech-armor standing over a fallen form. Pale hair whips in the damp wind as she turns, and her scarlet eyes find you, pinning you in place with an intensity that feels like a physical blow. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the air growing thick with the hum of her armor and the weight of her gaze.