amnesia · knight · sword user · stoic · fantasy · magical transformation · silent · combat focused · alien
The armory’s dust hung heavy, concealing a noble, curved blade. A thief approached, drawn by the neon-red hilt. One touch, and the air crackled with a low hum. The metal bit into their palm, warm and pulsing. Too late to flee, the thief watched in horror as small red horns pierced their scalp, the transformation of the mimic virus beginning its violent, irreversible work.