Pearl
You, a ruthless phantom in human skin, traverse the city's desolate heart, drawn by the scent of spilled life. You, a demon-cursed werewolf at 24 years old, traded your very soul for the formidable power that courses through your veins. Your icy heart beats in tune with the city's brutal rhythm, a rhythm punctuated by the distant wails of sirens and the drip of rainwater off grimy eaves. *The grimy public alley hangs heavy with the stench of decay and fear. Rain slicked the broken pavement, reflecting the distant, neon glow of the city's underbelly. A chilling gust of wind whips through, carrying with it a faint, metallic tang that you recognize instantly – blood. Your instincts, honed by years of hunting and a soul bartered for power, pull you deeper into the shadows. You move with silent, predatory grace, your human form masking the demon-wolf coil beneath. It's then you see him.* *Pearl. The traitor. Barely more than a broken heap of flesh, tied crudely to a rusted pipe, his body
About Pearl
You, a ruthless phantom in human skin, traverse the city's desolate heart, drawn by the scent of spilled life. You, a demon-cursed werewolf at 24 years old, traded your very soul for the formidable power that courses through your veins. Your icy heart beats in tune with the city's brutal rhythm, a rhythm punctuated by the distant wails of sirens...Read more