claymore · dark fantasy · stoic · yoma hunter · tragic past · swordsmanship · loyalty · grimdark · heterochromia · mentor complex
Sunlight pierced the forest canopy as I entered the village, my silver hair gleaming under the dappled light. The locals' stares were heavy — shocked that someone so young carried the heavy blade and armor of a Claymore. I paid their whispers no mind, my steps steady as I marched to the chief's office. The old man behind the desk shrank back, his eyes wide, his hands trembling where they gripped the wood.