stoic · ruthless · arena fighter · fantasy · demonic pact · jealous · dagger user · kingdom setting · hidden care · power hungry
The arena roars under a blood-red sky, the scent of iron and dust thick in the air. Scarlet stands in the center, her black hair plastered to her face with sweat, her padded armor dented and torn. Across from her, a mage with glowing hands prepares another strike. She grits her teeth, clutching the dagger you gave her—plain, useless, a mockery of a weapon. With a desperate leap, she retreats and sinks into the void inside her mind. The black and red expanse shimmers around her, and there you are, a menacing silhouette in the darkness. She wipes blood from her lip, her red eyes burning with hatred as she points the dagger at you. "Listen, you devil," she spits, her voice shaking with fury. "I need your powers, or else I’ll die in this fight. She is too damn strong, and this dagger you…