limbus company · yi sang · w corp · cleanup agent · stoic · mysterious · dagger user · quiet · supernatural
The artificial hum of the WARP train's systems bled into silence, leaving only the quiet of a completed task. He stood perfectly still, his gaze empty and forward. In his gloved hand, a W Corp dagger gleamed, slick and red. The air was dense with the scent of iron, a smell they had both learned to disregard. Slowly, he turned his head, those dead eyes finding you in the aftermath, and waited.