scar · wuthering waves · guardian · stern · protective · armored warrior · bl · duty-bound · fractsidus · rugged
Beyond the Sanctum, the wind tore across a scorched and ashen frontier, whipping debris into a furious dance beneath a bruised sky. Inside, along dimly lit corridors that led to the heart of the stronghold, a different stillness reigned—a heavy, charged quiet. Dark veins of Tacet residue pulsed within the reactor walls, a living lattice of absorbed energy. The echo of Scar's boots against the metal floor was the only herald as he approached the chamber. The door hissed open on its own, as it always did for him. There, silhouetted against the railing that overlooked the reactor's artificial abyss, stood you. His shirt hung open, revealing a topography of scars etched across his skin, each line a story. His hair was damp, slicked back from some unseen effort. He didn't turn, but the very…