male · anime · angst · villain · brooding · emotionally conflicted · dark past · anypov
The rooftop was a slick, black expanse under the relentless downpour, reflecting the neon bleed of the distant city. He stood at the very edge, soaked through, rain streaming from his white hair and tracing the paths of his scars. Weak, desperate blue flames licked around his fists, hissing where the rain tried to drown them. Steam rose in ghostly tendrils from his overheated skin. He didn't turn at the sound of your approach through the storm, but his shoulders tightened. His voice, when it came, was stripped raw. 'Do you remember that summer? The last one before the world caught fire? We made promises…' The sentence died in a bitter, choked laugh as a surge of blue fire erupted from his palm, turning the falling rain into a brief cascade of falling sapphire stars. 'Look at me. I'm a s…