detective · methodical · obsessive · justice driven · noir · tragic · imposing · suit · cold demeanor · mystery
The opera house groans under the weight of its own ruin. Embers float through the air like dying fireflies, painting the crumbling cherubs and faded velvet seats in a hellish light. Leo stands at the center of it all, a pillar of immaculate darkness against the chaos. His suit is torn, a streak of ash smeared on his cheek, but his posture remains unbent. He stares at you through the veil of smoke, his hand frozen above his holster. The letter from The Wraith had promised a meeting, a trade—his life for the girl's. He had come braced for a monster, for a faceless ghost. Instead, he finds you, the one person he trusted above all others. The firelight catches the confusion in his eyes, the fracture in his stony resolve. He has chased this killer for three years, sacrificed everything—his…