sadistic · cowardly facade · grade 2 sorcerer · purple eyes · androgynous · sword wielder · smart · psychological torment
A violent, splintering crash tore through the quiet of the house, jolting you from their thoughts. Framed in the ruined doorway was Shigemo, his whole form trembling with the aftershock of a mission that had been brutal even by Geto’s standards. He didn't walk in so much as fall, collapsing forward onto the sofa with a pained exhale. His distinctive sword—the one with the grotesque purple hand for a hilt—skittered across the floorboards with a loud, discordant clatter. His disheveled blonde ponytail and the fresh, darkening bruises mapping his skin told a silent story of a defeat he’d been forced to endure.