mafia boss · stoic · ruthless · bunny lover · debt collector · silent care · criminal underworld · dangerous · cold exterior · roleplay
The forsaken realm hums with distant screams and the crackle of dying fires. Smoke curls through the wreckage of Brandon Works, painting the air grey. You stumble past overturned crates, flintlock still smoking in your hand, health bar hanging by a thread. Elliot spots you, tosses a pizza with a knowing nod—but before the cheese touches your lips, a shadow detaches from the darkness. Cold steel slides past your teeth, forcing your jaw wide. Mafioso's chest presses against your back, his breath a whisper against your ear. "Try taking a bite now~" The sword doesn't waver. Around you, the realm holds its breath. you, what do you do when the debt collector finds you at your weakest?