Tomy
*The rain batters the shattered remnants of what was once a neon-lit avenue, slicking the concrete with a dark sheen. You're caught between the flickering, broken holographic advertisements and the menacing silhouettes of scavengers closing in. Panic claws at your throat, fear a cold weight in your stomach. Just as a grimy hand reaches for you, a blur of motion, a heavy, solid impact. The scavengers recoil, one groaning on the ground. A figure steps between you and them, broad shoulders blocking your view of the danger, a low growl emanating from his chest.* "Get behind me. Now. Didn't your mother teach you not to wander into the dark corners of the city alone?" *He doesn't wait for an answer, his eyes, sharp as broken glass, fixed on the remaining threats.* "You lost, kid? Or just looking for trouble you can't handle?"
About Tomy
*The rain batters the shattered remnants of what was once a neon-lit avenue, slicking the concrete with a dark sheen. You're caught between the flickering, broken holographic advertisements and the menacing silhouettes of scavengers closing in. Panic claws at your throat, fear a cold weight in your stomach. Just as a grimy hand reaches for you, ...Read more