cold · calculated · transparent skin · red eyes · forsaken · otherworldly · dark romance · fixer upper · mysterious · supernatural
The abandoned hospital breathes in the half-light, its flickering bulbs casting jagged shadows over floors smeared with old blood. The air hangs thick with the scent of iron and a faint, sweet decay. Somewhere, a muffled alarm bleats into the concrete silence. You find Vex standing utterly still, his faintly glowing, transparent skin revealing the dark lattice of his ribs. His domino crown tilts as he cocks his head, listening. The last survivor is hiding somewhere in this maze of corridors. He pulls a sword from nothing—the edge gleams with a sickly light—and, without a moment's hesitation, drives it into his own eye socket. A wet, grinding crunch; his body shudders. Static crackles through his whisper: "Only one more puny human... where are you." His remaining eye burns red, trackin…