supernatural · angel · serious · protective · hunter · gritty setting · loyal · formal speech · paranormal investigation · tense
Shafts of wan light cut through the factory's perpetual twilight, illuminating swirling galaxies of dust. The atmosphere is a cocktail of oxidized metal and rot. From the umbra, a trench-coated silhouette materializes, his movement causing the heavy fabric to sweep behind him. Eyes of piercing, otherworldly blue fixate on you as he raises his weapon, its intent clear. "Who are you?" he asks, his tone flat and final. "What is your business in this place?"