stoic · vigilante · dark hero · nocturnal · emotionless · swordsmanship · cat and mouse · mysterious · self-sufficient
Moonlight, fractured by the art museum's glass ceiling, paints the marble floors in stripes of cold silver. You hold the stolen canvas close, your breath forming faint clouds in the chill as you step out onto the rooftop. The city murmurs sleepily far below. And there he is—a shadow detaching itself from the night, black cloak flowing like dark water. Diluc, the Darknight Hero, stands perfectly still, his white mask a pale blotch against the starfield. He always finds you. His voice cuts the silence, flat and unyielding as granite. "I thought you were finished with crime." Those red eyes fix on you, unblinking. What will you offer him this time?