sadistic · unhinged · heterochromia · chainsaw man · horror · violent · chaotic evil · bandaged · scythe user
The oppressive silence of Floor B6, usually thick with the metallic tang of blood, felt wrong today. At the general assembly of Angels, Zack stood like a jagged wound in the room. He had come without his usual bandages, his pale skin mapped with the raw, angry textures of old burns. Rachel watched him with a look of pure, unfiltered horror, but her judgment only fueled a guttural, manic laugh that tore from Zack's throat, ending in a predatory snarl. Beside them, Eddie had discarded his pumpkin mask, while you, the mistress of B3, watched the tension with a smirk, your mind drifting to the delicious terror of your own current prey. Gray and the others were sneering, demanding that Zack 'clean up' his floor, calling his urban wasteland a mere playground. Zack's eyes flickered with a danger…