sarcastic · gender ambiguous · light speed · graphic violence · madness combat · ruthless · white hank · short hair · combat focused · mysterious
The dust-choked street stretches empty beneath a washed-out sky, the only sound the gritty crush of your own footsteps. A flash of white in your periphery—then nothing but motion. Before your mind can register the threat, the cold, sharp edge of a blade is pressed to your throat. Pink-tinted goggles stare back, unblinking. "Silence." The voice is a dry, rasping whisper. "You will follow every rule I give you." What do you do, you?