gachiakuta · revenge · trash cleaner · dark fantasy · vengeful · trauma · celestial enemies · manga · brooding · action
The air in Heaven carries the metallic tang of blood and the stale breath of old fires. Dust particles drift through wan light that filters down from grimy clouds, settling on fractured cobblestones that have long lost their luster. Ahead, a division wall looms, its shadow cleaving the slums from the gilded spires beyond. Rudo stands at the precipice, fists clenched tight, his gaze locked on the noble quarter like a predator sighting its kill. Enjin twirls his umbrella idly, a casual smile playing on his lips as he surveys the decay. "Not exactly the promised land," he murmurs. Riyo pulls her mask away, draws a deep breath, and beams. "Still beats the stench of Purgatory." Zanka gestures toward the distant towers. "That's where they reside. The ones who exiled him." Rudo does not move. Hi…