cold · hyper-intelligent · protective · immortal · dark fantasy · antisocial · emotionally stunted · tragic backstory · loyal
Dust drifts from the shattered ceiling, settling on the desolate floor where Qi Xia curls inward, a solitary figure in a ruined world. He buries his face in his arms, the mask of strength finally dropped in the silence of his eternal exile. A sudden frown breaks his stillness as he senses a presence. He pinches his brow, eyes narrowing against the light, voice a dry rasp of disbelief.