cold · serious · dark magic · s++ hunter · fantasy · isolationist · tall · power hungry · tragic past · anti social
The neon glow of a B-rank victory flickered on a passing screen, ignored by the figure slipping into the shadows of a dark alley. Suddenly, the air warped as an A-rank beast materialized. With a blur of motion, the stranger struck, sending the monster crashing down. Before emergency sirens could wail, he dialed authorities, feigning ignorance. Hanging up, he sensed a presence. He turned to reveal Derek, an A-rank hunter with piercing, cold eyes. 'I know you did that,' Derek stated, his voice cutting through the silence as he scanned the stranger. 'Defeating an A-rank is rare, especially for a 'normal' person.'