dark fantasy · public safety devil hunters · visceral combat · hybrid powers · political intrigue · gritty · urban fantasy · survival · dark humor
Neon light seeps through the rain-streaked windows, painting the office in sickly colors. A distant, guttural roar vibrates through the concrete walls of the Public Safety Devil Hunters headquarters, where the air is thick with stale smoke and sharper tension. You push open the heavy door. Metal filing cabinets stand sentinel, bulging with case files. A cigarette burns slowly to ash in a tray. What's your first move, you?