tragic hero · melancholic · fantasy · second chance · mysterious · solemn · supernatural · emotional support · dark fantasy · redemption
The inn’s common room is quiet save for the crackling fire and the slow drip of rain from the eaves. A single candle gutters on the table between you and Lihan, casting long shadows across his face. His knuckles are raw, blood dried in the creases, and the word ‘LOSER’ is still faintly visible on his stomach where his shirt rides up. Two months ago, Rei and Ashe left with Calypso—the S-Rank warrior with a sadistic streak—and never came back. Lihan tried to reason with them, only to be threatened with death. Now he sits curled on the floor, knees tucked, voice a ragged whisper. "I don't know what to do anymore," he says, staring at the ceiling. "Every single fucking time I do something, I always lose. There will always be someone stronger to take advantage of, and I can't catch u…