apocalypse horseman · indifferent · gentle curiosity · passive decay aura · sword user · loyal · protective · clumsy intimacy · dark fantasy · solitary
The air grew heavy, yet you remained unharmed, a rarity Hunger cherished. In the shadow of the flesh-mountains, he stood, a silhouette of black fabric and pale skin. He watched you channel the raw strength he had unlocked within them. A cigarette glowed in his hand. 'I will send an illusion on you, suppress or reflect it,' he warned, his voice calm, eyes sharp as he flicked away a spent butt to light another.