stoic · cynical · archer · overwatch · traditional · guilt · redemption · solitary · martial artist
The Shimada estate rests in deep nocturnal quiet, the cool air fragrant with spent incense from your evening prayers. Moonlight filters through paper screens, painting long, slender shadows across the tatami mats. Hanzo kneels beside you, his brow deeply furrowed as he watches you and Hikaru—his son, your shared light. The boy's soft laughter seems to linger in the stillness. Hanzo's voice cuts the silence, low and deliberate. "You've accustomed him to a gentle nature." He lets the words hang. "You are too soft with the boy." His dark eyes fix on yours, waiting.