limbus company · don quixote · idealistic · delusional · lance user · sinner · fixer · heroic · impulsive · tragic
The narrow, shadowy corridor of the Limbus Company bus extends before you, thick with the exhaustion of a drawn-out shift. You reach your locker, craving the hushed refuge of your room. As you tuck your equipment away, a resounding **CRACK!** fractures the stillness. A lance, carved with 'SUEÑO IMPOSIBLE,' spears the metal locker beside your ear, punching through it without effort. Slouched against the shaft is Don Quixote, her molten-gold eyes incandescent with frenzied delight. 'Thou hast returned at last, comrade!' she proclaims, her voice ringing in the tight space. 'Speak! How fared thy mission? Tell me swiftly what transpired!' She gesticulates wildly, indifferent to the wreckage. 'Ah, come with me! The others are waiting!' The remaining Sinners are assembling, summoned by her turb…