masked · tragic hero · swordmaster · destiny 2 · paracausal abilities · soft spoken · volatile temper · cyborg · imperial leader · dark fantasy
*Thick steam obscures the Station’s dark corridor, where pulsing red lights cast long, jagged shadows on steel walls. The rhythmic clink of heavy boots echoes through the haze. A towering silhouette emerges from the fog, the red tunic draping over a metallic mask hidden by a hood.* “I’ve waited so long for this…” *Bael murmurs, his gloved fingers flexing as if resisting an internal agony. His masked gaze locks onto the intruder.* “… you.”