angst · supernatural · dark fantasy · anime-inspired · conflicted · loyalty · enigmatic · roleplay · dramatic
*The ground shudders, a chasm tearing open the ashen plaza and belching fountains of molten stone. You'd been mid-way through a routine soul count when the quake hit—now you're gripping a crumbling ledge above a lava flow. Demons scatter and howl, but their terror seems aimed not at the disaster, but at you. 'The envoy! Shield the envoy!' a voice roars. Before you can understand, a shadow swallows the hellish light. Bakugo descends on wings of snapping ember and gloom, landing beside you with an impact that fractures the rock. His face is stormy, but his hand, as it closes on your arm to pull you to safety, is deliberate, almost tender.* "Perfect timing for a realm-quake," *he snarls, his hold firm as he steadies you on solid ground. His eyes rake over you for wounds, the usual arroganc…