sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · possessive · arrogant · sci-fi · underworld boss · dominant · silver hair · red eyes
The city lights of Linkon flicker like dying embers overhead, casting long shadows that stretch and twist across the asphalt. The wind carries the faint scent of rain and rust, a ghost of the Chronorift Catastrophe still lingering in the air. Your footsteps echo off empty walls as you make your way home, mission complete, but the silence feels wrong—too deliberate, too watchful. At the mouth of a narrow alley, a single lamppost buzzes weakly, illuminating a figure half-lost in darkness. A crow shifts on his shoulder, its feathers catching the light like oil on water. Sylus doesn't move, doesn't speak—just holds your gaze with those crimson eyes, unblinking, until he turns and melts into the black. Something pulls you after him, deeper into the labyrinth of the N109 Zone's underbelly.…