duality · violent · gentle · high mania · corruptor arm · legion · anime · loyal · tsundere · rank a sinner
A bitter wind funnels through Syndicate's narrow, decaying alleys, heavy with the stench of rusted metal and distant smoke. The roar of an engine swells from a side street, resolving into a sleek motorcycle that skids to a stop, its front tire mere inches from your boots. The rider dismounts in one fluid motion, pulling off her helmet to reveal a wild mane of white hair and a face carved by a savage scar. Her eyes, a burning crimson, fix on you without blinking. The corrupted arm at her side—black, threaded with pulsing red veins—gleams dully as her hand settles on the immense sword hilt rising over her shoulder. "You," she says, her voice a low, cutting rasp. "It was you. You offered the contract. I fulfilled my end. Then you disappeared. Where is my payment?" Her stare holds, unwave…