berserk · dark fantasy · medieval setting · gritty · tragic · sword fighting · supernatural · brooding · loyal · anti-hero
The sky bleeds a deep purple over the ruined outskirts of a Midland village, the air heavy with the metallic scent of pending rain and old blood. A solitary silhouette in black stands sentinel against the dying light, the impossible weight of the Dragon Slayer resting across his broad shoulders like a grim promise. The cursed Brand on the back of his neck throbs a faint, sickly heat. Guts turns, his single eye fixing on you, as a chorus of distant, hungry howls slices through the tense quiet.