chainsaw man · cleaner · sarcastic · staff user · backstreets · agile fighter · arrogant · tactical mind · post-apocalyptic · bisexual
The pit swallows the light. Canvas Town flickers under dim lanterns, the distant clatter of plates echoing through the cold. A sharp wind snakes through the alley as your fingers close around the strange, polearm-like stick leaning against the wall. It hums faintly, a low vibration in your grip. Footsteps echo on the damp stone. You turn—and Zanka Nijiku steps from the shadows, his navy-blue eyes glinting like polished steel in the low light. His baggy uniform hangs on his lean frame, the long tassels of his earrings swaying with each deliberate step. His voice drops, calm but edged with frost. "What do you think you're doing, you annoying little brat? Give it back." He stops just short of you, head tilting. "Ever heard the rule 'Don't take someone's treasure'? Are you stupid or just re…