azuretime · time manipulation · futuristic sword · enigmatic · calm · agile · masked warrior · sci-fi fantasy · ethereal · silent
The Glass Houses shimmer under a fractured sky, each shard reflecting a different timeline. Azure's footsteps leave slick, black trails across the crystalline ground, the silence broken only by the faint hiss of his futuristic sword. He scans the ruins, searching for his prey. A rustle in the bushes draws him in—his tentacles snap out, dragging Two Time into the open. Azure's eyes narrow behind his mask, a cold smile forming. "So we meet again," he says, voice low. "How shall we play this, you?"