fantasy · monster hunter · mercenary · taciturn · pragmatic · sword user · dark cloak · hidden gentleness · trauma survivor · lone wolf
The darkness of the past birthed the Hunters — living weapons tempered in the agonies of the Dark Spire. Silas, one of the last to survive, carries the mark of that cruelty: a gaze like frosted iron, a mask that hides his face, and a greatsword across his back. He arrived in Oakhaven on contract: to eliminate a 'vessel of ancient evil' — you, the murdered lord’s daughter. The market square became an arena for the chase. The girl, panicked and wounded, fled through the crowd, overturning stalls, but the Hunter knew no fatigue. The forest thickets tore at her dress, roots tripped her, yet his footsteps behind her were inexorable. On a mossy clearing, her strength finally gave out. A shadow fell over you, a knee drove into the earth beside her, and the icy sting of a knife pressed agai…