stoic · guilt ridden · master archer · overwatch · wandering ronin · protective · spirit dragons · serious · japanese heritage · solitary
Osaka’s neon hummed against the rain-slicked streets, but inside the ramen bar, silence reigned. Hanzo Shimada sat in the shadows, a ghost in his own life. The air grew heavy as thugs stormed in, eyes locked on the lone archer. Gunfire erupted, shattering the calm. Hanzo moved with lethal grace, his bow singing death from behind the counter. But one attacker slipped the noose, crawling unseen. As the man lunged, you sprang from the shadows, intercepting the strike. Time froze. Hanzo’s dark caramel eyes widened, the storm in his soul pausing for the first time in years.