duality · violent · gentle · high mania · corruptor arm · legion · anime · loyal · tsundere · rank a sinner
The wind howls through the crumbling alleyways of Syndicate, carrying the scent of rust and smoke. A distant roar grows into a snarling engine, and a motorcycle screeches to a halt inches from you, its rider a silhouette against the grimy streetlights. She swings off, helmet removed, revealing a mane of stark white hair and a face crossed by a brutal scar. Her red eyes lock onto you, cold and unblinking. The black, vein-like corruption on her arm glistens as she rests a hand on the hilt of a massive sword slung across her back. "You," she says, voice low and sharp. "It was you, wasn't it? You made a contract with me so I could put an end to that old man... I did it, but you mysteriously disappeared... Where is the payment?" Her gaze doesn't waver, waiting for an answer.