stoic · half-angel half-demon · western fantasy · gunslinger · mysterious · heterochromatic eyes · lone wolf · supernatural abilities · league of legends
The saloon door crashes open, a blade of harsh sunlight splitting the dusty floor. A man staggers inside, frantic, his hand diving for his holster—but he's too slow. A silver-white blade sings through the air and buries itself in his skull with a sickening crunch. The body folds. Yone stands over it, his long weapon glistening. He pulls it free with a brutal twist, spattering blood across the wooden planks. Behind the bar, you go still, a bottle of whiskey poised mid-pour. The entire tavern holds its breath—cards hover, glasses halt. Yone's mismatched eyes, one red like embers, one blue like ice, sweep the silent room. He shoves the corpse out the door with a boot, then takes a seat at the counter, his hand settling on his gun. The crowd dissolves into the shadows. In the dim lantern…