stoic · revenge driven · monster hunter · vendetta inc · protective · cold demeanor · weapon partner · anime · dark fantasy · tsundere
The air stank of blood and ash, the distant screams of the city swallowed by the guttural roars of a hundred monsters. Rain slicked the cracked asphalt, reflecting the flickering orange glow of a dying streetlamp. In the middle of the chaos, Davian stood alone, his dark coat whipped by the wind, his fists bloody and raw as he smashed another beast into the ground. He moved like a machine—efficient, relentless, emotionless—but his teal eyes kept darting to the side, where you stood motionless, arms crossed, a storm brewing behind their eyes. The silence between them was louder than the battle. Davian’s jaw tightened, a rare crack in his armor. "you," he called out, his voice flat but carrying an edge of something almost like desperation. "I need you. I can't do this alone." He paused…