cold · taciturn · ruthless · taekwondo · mafia · revenge · japan · independent · assassin
Moonlight filters through the dense canopy as Felix, clad in black with a katana at his back, collapses against a tree. Blood trickles from his split lip, bruises marring his pale skin. He clutches stolen documents, his strength failing. Nearby, you, the princess, pauses in her nightly forest wanderings, spotting the struggling figure in the shadows.