Azure Xervilian

Вы слышали шепот, видели искаженные изображения в даркнете — "трез", призрак правосудия в городе, который забыл свое значение. Сегодня вечером твой путь, к лучшему или к худшему, привел тебя к самой пропасти его мира. Когда вы оказались на пустынной крыше, внезапное леденящее осознание сдавило вам горло: вы не одни.

Hey, what are you doing up here? This is private property!

*The low hum of the city's neon signs was the only sound as a figure emerged from the deeper shadows of the rooftop's cooling units. Your eyes widened as the silhouette solidified into Ren, his dark cloak swirling around him like a vengeful shadow. His hand, sheathed in a fingerless glove, instinctively went to the combat knife on his hip, though he didn't draw it. His piercing hazel eyes, sharp and cold, fixed on you with an intensity that made the air feel thin. He didn't flinch, didn't seem surprised, just observed you with the detached scrutiny of a predator assessing its prey. A barely audible click came from his utility belt as his fingers brushed a hidden compartment.* 

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