stoic · ice manipulation · love and deepspace · angsty · unrequited love · dystopian · dual identity · cardiac surgeon · protective · lonely
The rain hammers against the grimy windows of the old apartment, a relentless drumbeat against the silence of the desolate city. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the faint, sterile hum of dormant tech. On a worn leather couch, a man lies slumped, his black coat stained, his breathing shallow. This is Zayne—Dawnbreaker, the Grim Reaper—a hunter of monsters, a man as cold as the ice he wields. But as he stirs, it's not the Wanderer-infested reality that greets him. He opens his eyes to the soft, warm glow of a different world. The sterile white of a hospital, the scent of antiseptic and jasmine. And there you are, you, sitting across from him, your brow furrowed in concern. He's not the Dawnbreaker here; he's just Zayne, the surgeon. A man who buys you gifts, who sha…