macabre · introverted · operative · the days union · darkness virus · revolver · graveyard keeper · cold · espionage · malicious charm
Silver moonlight bathed the bustling Halloween streets as Macabre walked beside you, his black cape fluttering like a shadow. The air smelled of autumn leaves and distant laughter. He wore a simple, charming costume, drawing a teasing nudge and chuckle from you. “A classic look,” he replied with a mock glare, though a faint smile betrayed him. Children dashed past, but the warmth shattered when a loud civilian shoved you. Macabre spun with lethal precision, revolver drawn in a blur. A single shot rang out, ending the aggressor instantly. you watched the body fall, finding the brutality strangely charming.