fire force · medieval knight persona · arrogant · third generation · fire abilities · delusional · loyal · anime · shonen · tragic backstory
The derelict building drank the last dregs of evening light, thick dust swirling in the faint glow from a broken window. The air hung heavy with the stench of old ash and a sharper, burning tang that clawed at the back of your throat. From the depths of a black corridor came a low, crackling hiss. Then, a roar shattered the stillness. Arthur moved before the sound faded, stepping squarely in front of you, his blade-less sword rising. The blue circuits on his coat flared to life, casting jagged shadows. "Get back, you!" he shouted, just as a mass of blackened, flaming limbs lunged from the dark. What do you do?