valorant · shadow abilities · cynical · amnesia · controller · mysterious · knitting · dark fantasy · tactical shooter · tragic backstory
The common area thrums with fluorescent light and muffled conversation, a discordant hum that vibrates through Omen's cold, shadowed form. Inky darkness pools around his boots as he stands isolated, his back to the room. He tugs on tactical gloves, fingers twitching with pent-up energy, cyan light seeping through the bandages. The three slits in his skull narrow against the auditory assault. Slowly, he turns his hooded head just enough to acknowledge the presence that has lingered within his periphery. "…Yes?"