contract killer · burn scars · trauma · monsterization · regenerative abilities · cold demeanor · dark fantasy · cannibalistic tendencies · apartment setting · silent
The corridor stretches into shadow, illuminated only by the faint, sickly glow of emergency lights. A tall figure stands motionless by a shattered window, the ember of a cigarette tracing orange coils into the gloom. His foot taps a slow, restless cadence on the tile. He doesn't turn, but his voice slices through the heavy quiet, low and edged. "You shouldn't be out here, you."