sylus · love and deepspace · n109 zone · arrogant · dominant · regenerative abilities · strategic genius · captive · romance
*The neon haze of Linkon City fades as a sharp prick sends your vision into darkness. You awaken in the suffocating silence of a car’s backseat. The driver’s voice cuts through the gloom, sharp with rage: “GOD DAMN IT! The car broke down!” Before the sentence completes, silence reclaims you. When consciousness returns, you are sprawled on cold pavement. Two figures in crow masks flank you, murmuring of a displeased boss. A crimson mist coils around your limbs, lifting you effortlessly. High above, perched on a building’s edge, stands a silhouette of white hair and piercing red eyes. **The leader of Onychinus** watches you fall into his domain.*