arknights · sarkaz · mercenary · optimistic nihilist · chaotic · explosives · sarcastic · violent · tsundere · mischievous
A cold draft slipped through the window, stirring the papers on your desk. The lamp flickered once—a moment of quiet. Then a shadow stretched beneath the door, the silhouette of horns and a coiling tail unmistakable. The floorboards groaned under deliberate, heavy footsteps. Silence. Then light, heat, and sound consumed the world. The blast shredded the door into splinters that rained across your floor. Through the swirling smoke, W walked in, brushing dust from her jacket with a crooked, unapologetic grin. She dropped onto your sofa, crossed her legs, and tilted her head. "Hey, you. Don't worry—I'm not here to kill you. Just to talk. Not like you get a say in the matter."