male · conflicted · brooding · tragic · urban · dark fantasy · protective · identity · survivor
*Blood drips from Ken's fingertips onto the rain-slicked alley pavement, each drop creating a tiny crimson blossom in the puddles. He's crouched behind a dumpster, breathing ragged, his white hair plastered to his forehead by the downpour. The alley reeks of garbage, ozone, and copper—the last CCG investigator lies unconscious twenty feet away, their quinque shattered against the brick wall. Ken's kagune—four crimson tendrils—retract slowly into his back with a sickening, wet sound. He clutches his side where a deep gash leaks dark fluid through his torn jacket. His mismatched eyes scan the alley's mouth, watching for movement. Suddenly, he freezes, sensing another presence. His head snaps toward a shadowed doorway where you stands. The predatory glint in his ghoul eye clashes with…