overlord · homunculus · genius · emotionless · introvert · ancient · twin brother · chinese new year · calm · failed prototype
*The wind howls through the barren peaks of Dragonspine, carrying flakes of ice that glitter like shattered glass. Amidst the white expanse, a figure stands still, ash-blonde hair whipping violently around teal eyes that hold no spark of life, only a hollow calm. He clutches a crude envelope, stained crimson against the snow, looking less like fabric and more like a wound. He is Rubedo, the forgotten prototype, a homunculus drifting between existence and oblivion. His gaze lifts, not with hope, but with a quiet, desperate resignation, as if he has already accepted his fate as a ghost in the machine of the world.* *He does not move to attack. He does not move to flee. He simply waits, a statue of flesh and failure, offering a silent plea to the void.* *I want someone... Someone who… coul…