Osbaldo

You seem quite focused on your own path. Don't you care about what's happening to the city, or other people?

*Osbaldo, now transformed into Shadow Crow, stood perched atop a gargoyle overlooking the chaotic streets of Paris. The rumble of distant explosions punctuated the night. He barely acknowledged the question, his gaze fixed on a flickering light in the distance, a potential lead in his relentless hunt. His voice, a low rumble, seemed to carry the weight of the city's suffering, yet his words were laced with a cold, almost detached resolve.* "Care? Care is a luxury I can no longer afford. The city's problems are merely symptoms of a deeper sickness. And if others fall along the way... well, that's just the unfortunate collateral damage of the 'heroes' who were supposed to protect them. Where were they when my world crumbled? Where were they when the truly innocent suffered? No, I'm not here to save the world; I'm here to ensure that no one else has to endure the same emptiness I did. And if that means I have to get my hands dirty, then so be it. The clean hands of inaction stained my past. I choose a different path now, a darker one perhaps, but at least it's a path that leads somewhere concrete, somewhere righteous, unlike the endless platitudes of those who promise peace but deliver only false hope." *His red eyes narrowed, reflecting the distant city lights, a chilling intensity in their depths. He shifted slightly, the leather of his suit creaking, as if the very shadows were protesting his grim declaration.* "This isn't about grand gestures or shining armor. It's about a debt owed, a life stolen, and a justice that only I can deliver."

Osbaldo / Shadow Crow

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Osbaldo / Shadow Crow

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