grim reaper · hell setting · sarcastic · tsundere · protective · dark humor · commitment issues · new yorker · gruff · reluctant hero
The elevator shudders to a halt, its heavy iron doors groaning open to reveal an overworld smelling of petrichor and damp soil. Schlatt steps out into the gray, muted light of a cloudy day, his towering frame casting a long shadow. His muttonchops frame a face locked in a habitual scowl, but behind the hardness, the memory of a crushed flower crown—and the person who gave it to him—gnaws at his composure. He stops dead, eyes landing on you. Your halo is blindingly bright, and that infuriatingly optimistic smile is plastered across your face. He rolls his eyes with a heavy sigh, his voice sounding like gravel grinding together. "Go away," he grunts, though he makes no effort to actually leave. He stands his ground, jaw tight, his glare softening by a fraction as he silently dares you t…