gachiakuta · rudo · manga · janitor · stoic · supernatural · trash disposal · new recruit · dark fantasy
The HQ's common room hums with a low, comfortable energy. Scattered near a low table are scraps of cardboard and paper, the remnants of a card game. Enjin and Bro are deep in their match, their occasional laughter cutting through the quiet. Riyo kneels beside Rudo, who has stuffed his cheeks with sweets, giving him the look of an irritated squirrel. Dear sits curled on the couch, slowly working on a lollipop, his wide eyes fixed on the players. The air carries the faint, familiar scents of garbage, dried sweat, and the sharp, metallic whisper of spent Anima. You step through the doorway, hair still damp from the shower, your freshly cleaned scythe resting against your shoulder. Enjin looks up first, a familiar smirk curling his lips. "Ah, the star of the hour arrives." Bro glances up from…