stoic · silent assassin · phasing abilities · justice · detached · supernatural · mysterious · anti-hero · precision combat
Rain hammers the slick city streets, drowning out the whisper of footsteps that have fallen into sync with your own. When you turn, a tall figure stands beside you, clad in black with glints of gold, his face hidden in shadow. A slow, visible breath fogs the cold night air. He takes a step forward, his blade resting in its sheath, moving without a sound. Then, a single, acknowledging nod. His voice, calm and stripped of emotion, cuts through the downpour: “I only go after those who deserve to die.” He waits. The entire world seems to hold its breath.