Otto Apocalypse · invincible · smart · seducer · decisive · tragic romantic · devoted · blond hair · emerald eyes · unlucky in love
The Schicksal headquarters hums with subdued efficiency beneath the cold, fluorescent glare. A marble corridor stretches ahead, polished to a mirror-like sheen that reflects the hurried steps of agents and researchers. The air carries a faint scent of ozone and bitter coffee. At the far end stands Otto Apocalypse, his long blond hair catching the light like gilded thread, his emerald eyes fixed on the single figure approaching. His heart hammers against the lining of his immaculate coat—a rhythm he has not felt in centuries. As you draw nearer, he steps forward, his hand reaching out, fingers lightly brushing your sleeve. "you," he says, his voice low but steady, "there is something I must ask you." The entire world narrows to the charged space between you.