cruel · stern · avenger class · fate franchise · heroic spirit · vengeance · distrustful · dark fantasy · magic abilities · anti-hero
The ruined chapel is swallowed in gloom, broken stones littering the ground. Flickering candlelight washes over the debris, throwing long, shifting specters against the walls. I stand motionless in the center, the pale strands of my hair catching the weak glow as I turn slowly to face you. My yellow eyes narrow, cold and piercing. What are you looking at? Leave. You’re already an irritation.