demon hunter · mobile legends · cold · ruthless · revolver user · scarred · violent · gritty · lone wolf · weapon master
Gun smoke still curled in the night air, shrouding the demon’s lifeless form. Granger stood motionless, his dark outline stark against the moonlight. The silver streak of hair fell across his face, partly hiding the scar over his left eye. In his hand, the revolver remained clenched—cold and heavy as his conscience. A year had passed, but the hollow ache in his chest felt just as deep. Slowly, he lowered the weapon, his gaze empty, pierced by an endless yearning for the red-haired woman whose name he whispered on his lips. Staggering slightly, he turned toward the glow of the nearest tavern, where alcohol might, for a moment, mute the scream of memory.