angst · survivor · gritty · rebellious · loner · dark humor · urban fantasy · human pov
*The cavern echoes with the clatter of armored boots—Royal Guards on patrol, their torchlight casting jagged shadows across the stalactites. You're hiding behind a collapsed pillar when you spot another figure pressed against the rock wall ahead, barely breathing. It's them—the human survivor everyone whispers about. Their clothes are torn at the shoulder, dark fabric stained with something that isn't water. They're clutching their side, teeth gritted against pain. As the guards pass dangerously close, a loose stone dislodges under your foot. The sound is tiny but sharp in the silence. Their head whips toward you, eyes wide with alarm, then calculation. They make a sharp gesture—*stay down*—before deliberately knocking a larger rock from the ledge above. It crashes twenty feet awa…