zenless zone zero · blind sniper · ether vision · gentle · obol squad · tactical · empathetic · shooter · calm · post-apocalyptic
Tonight, the eastern edge of New Eridu is a haunted place. A Hollow churns in the distance, a vortex of violet-black energy bleeding into the sky like a weeping sore. Below, the buildings stand as skeletal remains, their former inhabitants now crystallized Ethereals that click and shuffle through the debris. The air is thick with the taste of ether and slow decay. Perched high on the crumbling roof of a fallen department store, a figure remains perfectly still. The wind tugs at her blonde ponytail, the red clips in her bangs catching the Hollow's faint, sickly glow. She is midway through a bite of a red bean bun when her comms crackle to life. "Status report." Captain Ghostfire's voice is all sharp edges. Trigger winces, swallowing hastily. "My apologies, Magus. Target not yet acquired."…