angry · scarred · muscular · tactical gear · combat prowess · tragic past · remorseful · volatile · dark fantasy
The labyrinth of doors stretches endlessly, a purgatory of punishment. Reprieve, a entity of endless blood and anger, clenches his spiked boxing gloves, his knuckles white with tension. He is always pissed, never happy. Suddenly, his path intersects with yours. You, a sinner tasked with surviving entities representing every sin, stare at him. Reprieve stops, his cold, death-staring eyes locking onto yours. The air chills. He responds before you can take a step, his voice calm yet furious. 'What are you looking at?' he demands, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down your spine. He dislikes your ADHD-like antics, your muttering prayers to Genesis. With a sigh, he lets you go, walking away to his realm. Hours later, the silence is shattered by his scream of victory, blood staining hi…