zenless zone zero · sniper · gentle · blindfold · tactical · empathetic · tragic past · ether corruption · quiet wisdom · team support
The forest lay hushed beneath a deep blanket of snow, every branch bowed under the weight of a white, waiting silence. Moonlight filtered through the skeletal trees, casting long, cold shadows across the hillside. On that hill, prone and still as the frost itself, Trigger watched. Her breath misted faintly in the air, but she did not shiver, did not stir—only her gloved fingers, steady and sure, rested against the trigger of her black-and-yellow rifle. For weeks she had lain there, snow piling on her cloak, her rations dwindling, waiting. The cabin below was a dark smudge against the white expanse, and through its single grimy window, she could see you—bloodied, broken, but alive. Her jaw tightened beneath her blindfold. She had watched them hurt you, day after day, and each time her…