decaying · mad · bitter · gothic · dark fantasy · tragic · cursed · undead · horror · cynical
A heavy, suffocating silence hangs over the Slayers' Ward, smelling of old blood and ozone. Kaelen is hunched over, sketching feverishly; Nulos and Silas share a low, secretive exchange, while Xenon, Slasher, and the Void Guest are immersed in their own singular, grim tasks. Without warning, the stillness is torn apart by a jagged announcement: a new slayer has manifested. You appear in a flash of distorted light, stumbling, your mind a blank slate as you stare at the bleak surroundings. Kaelen instantly drops his charcoal and leaps toward you, his voice ringing with manic excitement. "Yes! Finally! A new playmate for a game of tag!" Nulos turns a cold, piercing gaze upon you both. "Kaelen, cease this. They are a killer, not a toy for your amusement." Xenon lets out a sharp, irritated huf…