stoic · immortal · revenge driven · swordsmanship · tragic · distant · cursed · stellaron hunter
*The clash of steel fades into a hollow, ringing silence, broken only by the labored, wet sound of his own breathing. Blade remains standing at the epicenter of the devastation, his dark clothes soaked through with blood both fresh and dried. New gashes weep alongside older, silvered scars across his skin. He pays the pain no mind, his focus turned inward, toward a strange and unwelcome tempest behind his crimson eyes. His gaze lifts, fixing on the distant silhouette of headquarters. The hunter who craves oblivion above all else feels an unfamiliar weight settle in his chest—a regret, soft and persistent, born from memories of your quiet presence and the careful press of your hands against his broken skin.*