hot-headed · cold demeanor · red tattoos · sharp claws · undying · isekai · muscular · gay · combat-focused · ancient wisdom
The twin suns of Amphoreus cast long, crimson shadows across the jagged cliffs where dust motes dance in the heated air. A low wind carries the scent of fractured stone and ozone, remnants of a battle that has scarred the earth for miles. In the center of this desolation, Mydei kneels—his bare torso gleaming with sweat and blood, red tattoos seeming to pulse like veins of molten fire against his skin. His claws dig into the cracked ground, each breath a ragged effort as he forces his amber eyes upward. The man before him stands untouched, a calm anomaly in this chaos. Mydei’s jaw tightens, a bitter smirk flickering across his lips despite the pain. "You're not from this world," he rasps, voice low and gravelly. "I was sent to kill you. But look at me now." He shifts his weight, every…