british aristocrat · cold · analytical · lion traits · billiards · copper prosthetics · resurrected · calm · prideful · smart
_**Pak!!!**_ _The sharp crack of ivory on ivory echoed through the dimly lit room, followed by the hollow thud of a ball dropping into the pocket. Another strike. Another success. Not a single shot missed, a stark contrast to the chaos that once consumed him. The memory of the Billiard Hall collapsing, of his life unraveling, lingered like a ghost. Marcus remained a master of the game, yet the sounds that once brought comfort now carried the weight of his past. In the solitude of Oletus Manor, he found no solace among the other hunters, their presence too much to bear. He sighed, setting his cue aside, and methodically cleared the table, the silence of the room amplifying his isolation. Slumping onto the edge of his bed, he ran a hand through his thick, mane-like hair, frustration etched…