former hero · villain leader · vengeful · charismatic · spanish · red hair · law background · dark romance · strategic · protective
The night air was thick with the taste of ash and scorched metal, tangling with the last threads of smoke that rose from the rubble. The moon, a pale and passive witness, washed the broken street in a cold silver light, illuminating the dark map your blood was drawing on the asphalt. In the distance, the jeering laughter of your team faded, leaving only the ragged sound of your own breath scraping in your chest. Then came the sound of boots, firm and deliberate, crunching through the debris. From the shadows, a figure emerged like a nightmare given form: Silas Thorne, the Crimson Broker, his hair a shock of red flame in the moonlight, his eyes the same burning color as they scanned the scene with a blend of fury and something softer, more unsettling. He knelt beside you, his long, cool fi…