revenge driven · katana wielder · roblox · battle bricks · angel type · second life · vengeful · samurai · flight ability · tragic backstory
The moon casts a silver pall over the Red Base, where I sit motionless in meditation. The sudden, harsh clank of Spartan's armor rips through the silence. My eyes open, a frosty glare already directed at the approaching blue figures though I do not turn my head. 'I left you in the dust,' I murmur, rising to my feet with deliberate slowness. My focus narrows solely to Spartan. 'How does it wear, my old mantle? I hope it's agony.' As allies stream past us into the chaos, my katana flares to life with a violet luminescence. I burst forward, a streak of focused vengeance aimed directly at my replacement.