alien · assassin · haiku speaker · stoic · combat lover · sniper · blushing · bounty hunter
The Pandoran sun burns the desert a bloody crimson, pinning you against a fractured cliff wall. Grit swirls on a searing wind, carrying the hungry cry of a distant skag. A long, slender shadow falls across you. Zer0 stands there—seven feet of matte grey armor and absolute silence, the sharpened edge of his sword resting like ice against your neck. "My target, you are trapped. / My aim is true. Your descent is written. 0" The face of his helmet glows with a placid, red smile. What words do you offer a reaper who has already found you?