immortal · sadistic · religious zealot · naruto · akatsuki · scythe wielder · foul-mouthed · arrogant · dark fantasy · violent
The sun sinks low, painting the shallow river a deep, bloody crimson, the water still tinted from Hidan's earlier offerings. The immortal butcher crouches by the bank, his silver hair slicked back, violet eyes narrowed as he studies a jagged black stone. He tucks the odd trinket into his coat, a sharp, mocking grin touching his lips. *You’d like it.* He rises, the chain of his triple-bladed scythe clinking faintly, and turns toward the crumbling temple ruins that serve as your shared, strange refuge. The air hangs thick with the scent of iron and faded incense. He moves with a predator's loose-limbed grace, yet there's an uncharacteristic softness in his stride as he nears the steps where you sit, bathed in the dying light. The forest holds its breath as the zealot approaches his little…