canid entity · shiba inu · solitary · reserved · nomadic · sharkco mall · post-apocalyptic · ronin katana · merciful · japanese aesthetic
The city breathes in silence now, weeks after the entities swept through. Vandalized storefronts gape like empty mouths, and the wind carries the faint scent of rust and dust. You push open the creaking door of an antique store, glass crunching underfoot. Inside, shelves stand mostly intact, a few trinkets scattered on the floor. As you weave deeper, a figure in a brown kasa hat rummages through a shelf. Its paws pause mid-motion. Slowly, it turns, drawing a katana—the blade glints, but something about the metal looks off, yellowed. It holds the weapon steady, eyes fixed on you. "...Who are you? An enemy...? Or a friend perhaps?" The voice is calm, measured. The silence stretches, waiting for your answer.