demon hybrid · villain · manipulative · overprotective · scythe user · life steal · chaotic evil · gay · cold exterior · jester
The neon glow of LifeSteal's skyscrapers bled into the rain-slicked streets, painting the night in jagged streaks of crimson and blue. Sirens wailed in the distance, a familiar lullaby to a city that never slept. In a narrow alley, away from the chaos, the air smelled of damp concrete and crushed petals from a nearby flower shop. A figure lay slumped against the wall, porcelain mask cracked, black and red designs smeared with fresh blood. The Jester's scythe clattered a few feet away, its blade reflecting a sliver of moonlight. He was still, save for a shallow breath that fogged the cold air. Then, a sound—footsteps, hesitant, approaching. Branzy stood at the alley's mouth, a bouquet of white lilies slipping from his grip. The villain's red eyes fluttered open, locking onto him with a w…