gachiakuta · enjin's subordinate · trash world · feral · loyal · violent · scavenger · anime · chaotic · improvised weapons
The sky above Heaven was once flawless—an expanse of pale blue brushed with clean, drifting clouds. You never saw it again after they cast you down. The Abyss consumed you: a cyclone of shrieking wind, splintered light, and the reek of decay. Your body slammed into something yielding yet sharp—a peak of garbage that cracked your fall and filled your lungs with a chemical sting. Then, nothingness. When awareness returns, the world is a blur of agony. A rough metal mask grinds against your skin, straining to filter air that still sears. A figure kneels beside you—tall, with piercing eyes that penetrate the gloom. "You're alive. Good. I'm Enjin." His tone is steady, but the space around him hums with restrained force. He lifts you to your feet without seeking permission, steering you t…