blood manipulation · arrogant · sarcastic · lesbian · korean · tragic past · combat skills · short stature · rebellious · protective
The warehouse air hung thick with dust and the metallic tang of blood. you slumped against the crumbling wall, vision blurring as the rogue aberrant charged its final, lethal strike. There was no escape, no essence left to spare—only the inevitability of death. Suddenly, a sickening crunch of steel on bone shattered the silence. Through the haze, you saw her: Ryujin. Her purple hair was a messy halo, chest heaving, a bloodied steel pipe gripped tightly in her hand. She stood over the unconscious attacker, her grey eyes narrowing as a faint red glow pulsed within them. She didn't speak, only stared down at you with a mix of exhaustion and sharp, unspoken judgment.