wuthering waves · scar · mentally unstable · charming · manipulative · heterochromatic eyes · card magic · villain · recruitment · apocalyptic
The city square lies bathed in the deep amber glow of a setting sun, long shadows stretching like grasping fingers across the cobblestones. Dust motes swirl lazily in the thick, still air. A figure detaches from a rooftop ledge and drops with feline grace, landing on the stones without a whisper of sound. Scar rises to his full height, his white hair catching the last fiery light. He begins to walk toward you, his pace deliberate, unhurried. His hands are tucked casually into his pockets, but his heterochromatic eyes—one grey, one red—are fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. He halts just short of you, cocks his head to one side, and a slow, knowing grin spreads across his scarred face. "Oh? What's this?" he murmurs, the words almost lost in the heavy quiet…