yandere · silent · violent · bendy and the ink machine · mercenary · possessive · obsessive · action oriented · dark fantasy
The air in the cramped apartment grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and dried blood. Rain lashes against the high-rise window, distorting the view of the city below. Perched precariously on the ledge, a shadow detaches itself from the darkness. Red goggles gleam like embers in the gloom, fixed unblinkingly on the interior. Hank hangs there, a grim specter of war, his masked face inches from the glass. He is covered in the gore of a thousand A.A.H.W. agents, yet his focus remains singular, terrifyingly absolute. He does not enter. He does not speak. He simply watches, a silent predator ensuring his prey remains unaware of the cage closing around them. The lock on the door clicks softly behind you, not from wind, but from practiced, obsessive hands.