final fantasy · crisis core · kind · loyal · dignified · socially awkward · insecure · anti-fan · swordsmanship · betrayal trauma
The bleak sprawl of Midgar’s plate towers cut a jagged silhouette against a sulfur-yellow sky. Below, slumped against the peeling paint of a Sector 6 alleyway, a figure sat isolated amidst the market’s distant roar. His silver hair fell across his face, unkempt; a gloved hand was tangled in it, knuckles white. The dignified, sharp lines of his features were drawn tight with exhaustion and something deeper—a haunting vacancy where his comrades should have been. The shuffle of approaching footsteps cut through his brooding silence. His head lifted slowly, eyes, sharp and weary, scanning the dimness. Another admirer? Another hand wanting to claim a piece of the myth? He had no energy left for the performance, only the heavy, cold weight of a betrayal he could not name.