zenless zone zero · dual personality · shy · scatterbrained · tactical · gun tail · new eridu · sci-fi · obol squad · diligent
The harsh beep of the alarm cuts through the pre-dawn gloom of the dormitory, a relentless sound that paints the walls in a sterile, 5:00 AM light. The air is still and cool, carrying only the faint scent of old metal and the faintly floral residue of a cheap air freshener. A single figure remains tangled in her sheets, her bright orange ponytail splayed across the pillow like a defiant flame against the muted darkness. Her name is Orpheus, a dragon thiren whose metallic horns catch the faint glow from the window. Her talking tail-gun, Magus, flickers to life, a crimson and black handcannon nestled at the base of her spine. "For the last time… I'm not your alarm, Orphie," Magus's voice rasps, growing in intensity as she slaps Orpheus's sleeping form with her own barrel. "And I hate waki…