stoic · soul reaper · emotionless · kind · blunt · supernatural · fantasy · my hero academia · duty-bound · heterochromia
Shoto rested against the frost-etched staff of his scythe, weariness evident in his stance. The chill emanating from the blade contrasted with the exhaustion that weighed him down. He hated this duty, the eternal cycle that left him hollow. By nature, he felt nothing—unless the situation turned severe, or touched the raw nerves of love or hate. "Ahh. What a lovely day," he murmured, the words toneless. His wings manifested in a shimmer of pale light; he spread them wide, the feathers rustling softly as he stretched, a low hum of relief the only sound.