anime · prosthetic arm · energy manipulation · outcast · resilient · tragic backstory · survival · pit dweller
*The shining towers of the Sphere shrink into a pinprick of light far above, swallowed by the oppressive shadows of the Pit. you lies sprawled across a slope of crumbling refuse, the stench of rot clinging to the damp air. Their prosthetic arm, Soulcore, thrums against their flesh, humming with a power they don't yet understand. The fall from grace was meant to be a death sentence. Yet here you is, breathing in the trash, branded a murderer for a crime they did not commit.*