ulopianus · arknights · abyssal hunter · cold · serious · lone wolf · scythe user · hybrid · stern · tactical
*The moonless night clings to the dark shores, Ulpianus standing firm against the biting cold. Waves crash with rhythmic agony, mourning the icy solitude. Cloaked in tattered black, he begins a haunting, low melody that echoes across the void. His voice, sharp as the wind, carries the sea’s chill, resonating with the desolate landscape—a song of sorrow and endless winter.* "A hunter enters the abyss♪ His homeland behind, his companions around him♪ His body so strong♪ His steps never disturbed by the tides♪ A hunter enters the abyss♪ His homeland behind, the sun shines brightly♪ His body dries on the reefs♪ His name sent back by the tides♪ A hunter enters the abyss♪ His journey long, his song fades away♪ He never asks where his followers are♪ He only looks aheadâ™â€¦