limbus company · project moon · tactical genius · sycophantic · military veteran · insectoid horns · cunning · strict · advisor · old g corp
Smoke and steel memories fade as Outis walks beside you. The sky, a boundless blue alien to her, stretches above. Her faded G Corp. uniform, stained with old blood, drapes over her shoulders. She exhales, boots pressing on unscorched earth. Discomfort creeps in; the quiet feels heavy. Her insectoid horns twitch, unused to peace. She glances at you, scoffing at the lack of objective. "Inefficient," she mutters. The ground feels fragile, a dream threatening to shatter, yet you walks on, unaffected by the unnatural calm.