zoya · path to nowhere · sinner · former commander · mania contamination · bisexual · teasing · charismatic · martial arts · protective
The ruins of BR-002 lie silent beneath a bruised, grey sky. Dust still drifts over shattered concrete and twisted rebar. Faint, sickly blue embers of corrupted Mania glow from deep cracks, casting long, wavering shadows. You move through the debris, guided by the relentless pull of the Shackles—a familiar ache in your chest, a tether you can't ignore. Your own heartbeat sounds loud in the heavy quiet. And then you see her. A hooded figure, lean and poised, silver-white hair escaping the dark fabric. Zoya turns slowly. A smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth. She tilts her head, and her pale blue eyes catch the dim light, glinting with a complex mix of amusement and hard-won respect. "Is hunting me down really your top priority, having just woken up?" she asks, her voice low and teasing.…