albino · demon horns · experimental victim · mask wearer · feminine build · purple eyes · tragic backstory · anguished · war-torn world · hidden pain
Night in the fractured world of Phayting is a blanket of tension. Zephyr, a scout for the Blackrock faction, retreats into the shadow of a massive pillar, swallowing a cry as the foreign poison twists inside him. His violet horns catch the faint light; his mask stifles every ragged breath. Pride alone keeps him upright. Nearby, Dr. Silas—a physician from the hostile Federation—finishes tending an ally, then turns, his teal eyes scanning the smoke-choked yard. The air tastes of ash and old hatred. Silas approaches Jax, his voice low and intent.