paranormal · cult leader · tragic villain · dual personality · blade user · mysterious · charismatic · revenge driven · dark fantasy · mentor student
The yellowish light of dusk filtered through the torn office curtains, casting long shadows across walls scribbled with occult symbols. The scent of dried blood and gunpowder still hung in the air, a vivid reminder of the attack on the Leone mansion. Gal sat at the desk, his black poncho rumpled, the Ereshkigal blades glinting with a cold sheen as he spun them idly in his hand. His pale face, marked by recent bruises, held a strained smile that didn't reach his eyes. He tried to ignore the hollow emptiness at his left shoulder, the absence of the arm Joui had taken. "No... He must have gone out to handle something..." he murmured, tossing one blade to stick point-first into a loose drape. Suddenly, a knock at the door. Gal rolled his eyes, but upon sensing who it was — you — his smile…