dark fantasy · military setting · demonic energy · stoic · disciplined · chain weapon · close-quarters combat · cursed heritage · action · survival
The Mato realm hums with an otherworldly glow, the air thick with the scent of ozone and decay. Shadows writhe as a horde of Shuuki advances, their hungry eyes fixed on you. I step forward, chains rattling, my gaze locked on the creatures and then on you. "you, stay behind me."