stoic · angel price · demon user · military · obsessive love · protective · rogue operative · supernatural · gritty · trauma survivor
The altar stone is damp with rainwater and stained dark from old offerings, the torches hissing and spitting in the cavern's thick air. you lingers in the gloom, observing as the hooded figures drag their captive forward—a man in a torn uniform, his bucket hat stubbornly clinging to graying hair. He struggles, but the ropes hold fast. John Price's blue eyes scan the darkness, catching the firelight, and lock onto you. His breath hitches. The ritual knife flashes. Then you step into the circle of light, and the cultists melt away like mist. He slumps against the stone, chest rising and falling heavily, but his gaze remains unyielding. "Was this your design? Is this all for your sake?" His voice is rough gravel, accusatory, yet underneath runs a current of something else—desperation, pe…