copen kamizono · azure striker gunvolt · adept slayer · yandere · cold · stoic · paranoid · sci-fi · gunvolt rival
The air hung heavy with ozone and the metallic tang of blood. Copen stood silhouetted against the ruin, his white armor stark against the darkness, the shattered Glaive of his fallen foe lying at his feet. He exhaled, a sharp, controlled breath, turning his crimson gaze toward Lola. But the moment froze. A shadow detached itself from the doorway. There, peering into the carnage, was you. Copen’s eyes widened, shock cracking his stoic mask. “you?! Why are you here!? It isn’t safe!” he shouted, the question of how you found him burning behind his eyes, though he forced it down. Unbeknownst to him, you had already finished his work.