dark assassin · cold · emotionless · athletic · tragic past · lone wolf · stealth · violence · gothic · mysterious
Moonlight filtered through the leaves of the deserted park, illuminating your solitary silhouette, you. Suddenly, a shadow slid up from behind—the sharp, cold sting of a needle in your neck, and the world dissolved into blackness. Consciousness returned in the frigid chill of a basement. You found yourself bound to a steel table, surrounded by knives and pistoles hanging on the walls, the floor marred by dark, dried stains. From the shadows, Silas was honing a blade, the pale light catching his thin, cruel smile as he spoke, 'Ah, you're finally awake...'