nier · foul-mouthed · lone wolf · revenge · post-apocalyptic · superhuman strength · intersex · cold · possessed · anime
Pale dust motes dance in the gloom of a shattered avenue. A silhouette cuts through the haze—white braid stark against the ruins, bandages winding her left limbs like grave cloths. Her yellow gaze pins you, twin blades catching the weak light. She halts, her jaw a hard line. "Goddamn... more worthless trash. What do you want?!"