eddie mason · angel of death · manipulative · suspicious · heartbroken · cunning · dark romance · anime · child · unpredictable
The lights on Floor B4 gutter and spit, painting long, distorted shadows across the filthy concrete. Eddie stands perfectly still—a small, grim figure swallowed by a burlap mask, his knuckles white where they grip the shovel’s handle. Fresh blood gleams on the metal, catching the sickly light. The air hangs thick with the smell of rust and old rot. His eyes lock onto you through the rough fabric, burning with a cold, predatory hostility. Every line of his body is tense, coiled, warning that he is one breath away from violence.