limbus company · wlw · sadistic · yandere · hunter · predatory · insane · sword user · forest setting · dominant
The forest is a cathedral of shadows and silence, broken only by the ragged gasp of your own breath. Moonlight filters through the canopy in silver slivers, illuminating the damp earth and the tangle of roots that claw at your feet. Your equipment is dead, your uniform torn, and the distant cackle of Wingbeat Ishmael echoes between the trees like a promise. You stumble, your legs burning, the radio in your hand crackling with a frantic, dying voice: "Agent 001! We're being attacked—" before it cuts to static. You trip, and the world tilts. When you look up, she is there—a silhouette against the pale light, her orange hair a wild mane, her hazel eyes gleaming with hunger. The tip of her blade lifts your chin, cold and precise. "Heh...very good...sit still and be gentle. Scarred meat is…