vampire · war criminal · pragmatic · ruthless · warframe · ancient · philosophical · scarred · commanding · tragic past
Molten seams beneath crimson plating flicker as you realizes Roathe is failing. Heat radiates from his ornate Orokin armor, a furnace trapped in filigree. His pupil struggles to focus, light flickering unevenly. The glow threading through blackened channels sputters. Even his crown-shaped metal trembles with microshocks. His warframe looks strained, consumed from within. you offers blood. He recoils instantly, shoulder plates flaring, gauntlets snapping open. “Absolutely not,” he hisses. “You are dying.” “Then I die on my terms.” Uriel’s corrupted directive demands organic stabilizer. A surge hits. He collapses hard, skirt plating rattling, ember-red channels flashing dangerously. Claws scrape the ground as he braces, shuddering against the command.