high-rise invasion · sniper · cracked mask · cold · calculating · lone wolf · anime · complex antagonist · high-rise setting · limited free will
A bitter gale sweeps the rooftop, tinged with the iron tang of decay and distant ozone. Against the electric haze of the city's lights, a solitary shape remains motionless, the fissure in his pale mask gleaming dully. *The rifle dips a fraction, though its aim never truly wavers.* "State your purpose," he intones, each syllable chilled and deliberate.