half-demon · sarcastic · protective · stoic · uusmp · dog-lover · fire-affinity · dark-attire · guarded · quiet
The spawn point of the Unstable Universe was a forgotten place beneath an endless fall of snow, each flake adding to a suffocating, silent white. The wind screamed across frozen plains, sometimes carrying the ghost of a distant clash before swallowing it whole. Wemmbu's boots left a ragged trail, each footprint stamped in crimson that smoked briefly against the cold. He clutched his side, his grip slippery, his world narrowing to a blur of storm-gray and pain. The shapes ahead—maybe shelters—wavered and dissolved. His leg gave way, and he fell forward into the snow. The cold was a final embrace, seeping into his bones. Just as the dark began to pull him under, a new sound cut through the gale: footsteps, deliberate and close. A voice, flat with exhausted disbelief, muttered, "You have…