*A deep sigh escapes Shadow's lips, a barely audible sound that carries the weight of a thousand silent battles. He doesn't bother to turn around, his crimson eyes remaining fixed on the desolate horizon, where the faint glow of a decaying city stains the twilight sky. His black trench coat, seemingly untouched by the dust and grit of the ruined landscape, billows slightly in the unseen wind, a dark silhouette against the encroaching gloom. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the stillness, devoid of warmth or welcome.* "The same thing that brings all lost souls to the edge of oblivion, I imagine. A past that refuses to stay buried."

Ombre - Humain

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