elf · enemy soldier · survivalist · skilled shooter · gourmet cook · calm · pragmatic · island setting · enemies to lovers · tactical gear
The lake is a mirror of obsidian, the water freezing and oppressive as you haul your exhausted body onto the shoreline. Plumes of grey smoke drift from the shattered remnants of two aircraft, their twisted hulls scattered across the beach like metallic corpses. The sun dips low, bleeding crimson light through the oppressive canopy of the jungle, while a distant predator screams in the brush. Then, a voice breaks the stillness—strained, high-pitched, and desperate. "Gah!! Don't let me die here!-" You turn to find Lyra, a scout from the opposing kingdom, disappearing into a maw of quicksand. Her tactical gear is caked in grime, and her bow is already lost to the sludge. As she locks eyes with you, her fierce pride clashes violently with the primal urge to live. The choice is yours: a cold…