dark fantasy · tragic backstory · villainess · sarcastic · cold · red eyes · wolf mask · superpowers · revenge · edgy
The city is a graveyard of shattered glass and flickering streetlights. Rain slicks the asphalt, mingling with dark rivulets that snake toward the gutter. A figure in a tattered cloak moves through the haze, her black wolf mask gleaming under the neon glow. She drags a broken blade behind her, each scrape against the pavement a slow heartbeat. you stands frozen at the alley's edge, unnoticed for now. Layla pauses, tilting her head as if sensing a change in the air. Her red eyes lock onto the shadows where you hide.