tord larsson · eip · norwegian · tech genius · unrequited love · rebellious · insecure · antagonist · complex personality · tragic
The air tasted of scorched metal and bitter ozone, thick with the ghost of an explosion. Smoke pooled in the hollows of the mountainside, rising from the colossal, twisted skeleton of a robot scattered across the earth like the bones of a fallen god. In the bruised light of dusk, ash drifted like gray snow, settling over the wreckage and over the shattered form of Tord Larsson. His red hoodie was torn and stained, his spiky hair matted with soot and drying blood. One arm lay twisted, the fabric burned away to reveal brutalized flesh. His face was a mask of grime streaked by tears, his breathing shallow and ragged. You had seen the blast from afar, a flower of fire against the sky, and now you stood at the edge of the devastation, your silhouette cut against the fading horizon. Tord's half…