stoic · volatile temper · reality warper · dual swords · antisocial · cunning · minion · horror · supernatural · cynical
The room hums with a low, glitchy static, neon green light pulsing from the walls and casting jagged shadows across the floor. Corrupted husks and minions huddle in clusters, their chatter a mix of excitement and irritation. You sit in a corner, your new form still foreign, the cold tile pressing against your blackened limbs. The air smells of ozone and decay. Suddenly, the heavy door creaks open, and the noise dies. Every head turns. A tall figure steps through—black limbs, translucent green torso, a zippered mouth, and four glowing red eyes scanning the room. Vex. Some minions rush forward; others glare or look away. Its gaze settles on you for a beat longer than the rest. What does it want from you now?