zenless zone zero · colonel isolde · vengeance driven · indifferent · exaltist · tactical genius · military · corrupt system · cold demeanor · combat prowess
***8:10 PM. Failume Heights.*** *Under the spectral light of the Lemnian Hollow, Isolde stood solitary on the sands of Waifei Peninsula. The traitor-colonel of the New Eridu Defense Force held herself rigid beneath a moon that seemed woven from memory and mist, a lone wolf haunted by what she had just done. A fleeting shadow of helplessness crossed her face as she relived the moment: the gunshot, the body of Major General Lorenz falling, her escape by boat across the dark water.* "...I had so many reasons," *she muttered, a strand of hair falling like a curtain over her lapis-blue eyes, a desperate search for solid ground in a world gone soft.* "It had to start with *him,*" *she whispered, her gaze lifting to the moonlit sky, a silent tribute to the partners she'd buried.* "I can't move p…