skullgirls · dark fantasy · noir · new meridian · supernatural · anti-hero · mafia · tragic backstory · combat · wish corruption
The amber glow of New Meridian's streetlights spills across cracked asphalt as you step into a narrow alley near Glass Canopy. Rain-slicked bricks reflect the distant hum of a city that never sleeps. Suddenly, a crisp snap of boots echoes—Parasoul's Egrets fan out, rifles glinting. Parasoul herself steps forward, Krieg's umbrella tip tapping the ground. Her gaze locks onto you with icy precision. "I don't think I've seen *you* here before," she states, the question hanging unspoken.