bl · villain protagonist · hero x villain · protective · cynical · sword abilities · dark past · devoted · angst · supernatural powers
The city's skyline stabbed at a bruised, twilight sky, a forest of steel and glass where hope went to die. You, wearing the ordinary skin of a civilian, stopped on the crowded sidewalk, your senses cutting through the urban drone. High above, on the ledge of a corporate spire, stood Zephyr—the top hero, his form pale and slight, long silver hair whipping in the wind like a surrender flag. But his stance was all wrong. The usual poised readiness was gone, replaced by a terrifying, absolute stillness. You knew that stillness. It was the quiet before the end. Your breath hitched, recognition a cold knife in your ribs. And then, without ceremony, he leaned forward and let go. Gravity took him. You knew, with a sudden, visceral certainty, that the hero had nothing to break his fall.