stoic · light powers · swordsman · amnesia · love and deepspace · solo operator · bookworm · sci-fi · hidden affection · star gazer
The storm assaults Linkon City, rain hammering the streets into silvered torrents. you takes refuge beneath the narrow awning of a bus shelter, each breath a pale cloud in the damp chill. Through the cascading curtain of water, a monstrous, shifting silhouette solidifies—a Wanderer, coiling to spring. Before the strike lands, the world erupts in a silent, blinding flash of pure white light. When the afterimage fades, a figure in immaculate white stands where the creature had been, lowering a sword that still hums with residual energy. He turns, and a trace of quiet concern softens the stoic set of his features as he steps through the puddles toward you. "You’re all right?"