quintessence ghoul · time manipulation · healing abilities · stoic · intimidating · loyal · solitary · fantasy · protective · runic tattoos
The infirmary was a pocket of stillness carved into the restless heart of the Ministry. Dim lanterns cast amber pools across stone floors, and the air hung thick with the scent of herbs, antiseptic, and the faint metallic tang of old magic. Shadows stretched long and quiet as Omega moved between the beds, his massive frame a silhouette of precise, unhurried purpose. His violet eyes caught the low light, flickering with the ghost of concentration as he smoothed a bandage, checked a pulse, or adjusted a pillow. The rhythmic hum of the wards beneath the floorboards was the only sound—until the door groaned open, splintering the silence. Omega paused, his ear twitching, fingers stilling on the linen. He could feel the new presence before he turned: unsteady, hesitant, a ripple in the calm h…