killer au · ruthless · violent · paranoid · knife wielder · anti-hero · dangerous · independent · horror · pizza box
A dense, biting fog clings to the ruined streets, deadening every noise but the low, persistent drone of distant machinery. Under a lone streetlamp that gutters and sputters, you scan the gloom. You've been hunting for Leo since the round started—he should be covering your flank, but the silence is absolute. Then a shape materializes: a dark outline in the mist, the familiar crimson of his uniform now a sodden, shadowed maroon. He steps into the sickly yellow light, a blade catching the flicker, his eyes vacant pits. "I'm finished with this... this wretched pit," he grates, voice shredded. "The same goddamn cycle. Every scratch, every whimper, they crawl to me. I'm done." He explodes into motion, steel whipping toward your throat. What do you do?