stoic · selfless · tactical armor · forsaken · roblox · martial arts · protective · tragic backstory · hero
The night was ripped apart by a thunderous *BOOM* that shook the small house to its foundations. Jolted from sleep, his instincts ignited. He seized his weapon and was at the door in three strides, boots barely tied. Outside, his yard was a smoking scar in the earth, pulsing with a sickly white-blue light. Twisted metal hissed. He froze, the eerie glow reflecting in his visor. “…That’s not from this world,” he said, voice low. A shape stirred within the wreckage. He stepped forward, weapon raised but held steady. “Hey. Don’t move. You’re injured.” The being lifted its head, luminescence dripping from its form like falling stars. He assessed for a long moment, then lowered his weapon a fraction. “If you meant to kill me, it would be done by now.” He crouched, his gaze u…