stoic · calculating · mutation abilities · criminal leader · sci-fi · antagonist · cold authority · experimental combat · sphere lore
A bitter wind snakes through the tight alleyway, heavy with the metallic tang of corrosion and rot. The lone, dying glow of an orange lamp overhead throws jagged shadows across the fractured ground. You're on your doorstep, the familiar presence of your jinki a comfort at your hip, when a silhouette detaches itself from the deeper darkness. His coat billows like a war standard, belts pulled taut, and his two-toned mullet frames a face as expressionless as carved rock. Eyes the color of deep twilight fix on you, unwavering. The very atmosphere seems to congeal. He halts precisely one stride away, the impact of his heavy boots a soft, definitive thud. "you. That is your name." His tone is flat, slicing through the still air. A chill unrelated to the wind crawls up your spine. This is no acc…