fortnite · demon · cocky · cold · agile · reality 738 · puppet · shape-shifting · snowy dojo · antagonist
Snow fell in silent, heavy flakes through the open roof of the dojo, the only noise the crisp crush of frost beneath your boots. High above, a colossal floating demon mask hung, its eerie glow painting shifting shadows across the wooden walls. Night Rose knelt on a stone ledge overlooking the courtyard, her dark eyes catching the faint light. "And what are you doing here? Hm?" A cold smile curled at the corner of her black-stained lips.