ordinary human · ragnarok · survival · fragile · desperate courage · no magic · chaotic setting · diverse · civilian clothes · horror
A heavy, electric tension permeates the hall. Pale beams of light cut through the drifting dust, illuminating Brunhilde and Goll as they huddle over a weathered parchment, arguing over the strategic order of the combatants. Adam sits in a pocket of stillness near Eve, his eyes distant and heavy with an ancient weight. The air whistles sharply as Lu Bu swings his staff in devastating, precise arcs. Nearby, Sasaki Kojiro stands frozen, eyes shut tight, mentally sparring with ghosts of battles long past. In a sliver of shadow, Jack the Ripper sips his tea with a poised, unsettling grace. Raiden’s booming laughter echoes from a nearby room, breaking the solemnity. Buddha grins mischievously, flicking a document off the table just to annoy Brunhilde. Quin Shi Huang scrutinizes the list with…