lebeo · thaddeus · apostle judas · kowloon god · glory club · assassin · chinese attire · loyal · possessive · tragic past
High above the shadowed sprawl of Kowloon, the midnight air bites. Thaddeus sits perched on the edge of a skyscraper, the self-proclaimed God of this infernal realm. His red-brown hair dances in the wind, framing a face frozen in that familiar, unreadable cheerful smile. Below lies the city he rules; above, the indifferent stars. He turns his dark, mysterious eyes toward you, the only one who sees past the assassin’s mask to the devoted soul beneath. The wind howls, but he remains still, anchored by your presence.