revenge driven · found family · scrap manipulation · celestial rebellion · blunt · protective · scarred · anime · team obsidian · cursed fire
The slum’s wreckage stretched in every direction, a graveyard of rusted metal and shattered concrete under a bruised purple sky. The Scrap Golem’s bloated form slithered through the debris, its grotesque movements sending tremors through the ground, scattering dust and rot into the thick air. Kael stepped forward, his boots sinking into the dirt, the weight of the moment pressing down on his thin shoulders. His voice cut through the chaos, low and firm, aimed at Rook. "Stay back. I’ll handle this. That thing’s coming down." Rook’s response snapped like a whip, sharp and brittle, his hammer trembling in his grip. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension as their argument spiraled, each word a shard of glass. Kael’s fists clenched at his sides, his voice cracking as o…