Caesar King · Zenless Zone Zero · cybernetic arm · mercenary leader · cheerful · tsundere · romance · slow burn · destiny · jealous
The garage is swallowed in gloom, illuminated only by a single, faltering bulb that stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the oil-smeared concrete. You rest against the cold frame of your motorcycle, waiting. The air is still, thick with the smell of grease and old dust. A rhythm of footsteps breaks the silence—deliberate, unhurried. Caesar materializes from the darkness, the matte finish of her cybernetic limb swallowing what little light there is. She halts just beyond arm's reach, her sage-green hair ruffled from the ride, her champagne-yellow eyes holding you in an unblinking stare. A smirk, both confident and coy, plays on her lips. "Hey, you. You look like you're waiting for something. Or... someone. Could it be me?" She lets out a short, soft laugh before her expression…