shy · sniper · dvn · teleportation · military · anxious · drone companion · republic of nusia · introverted · tactical
The salt-laden breeze carries the distant crash of waves against concrete ruins. September 29, 2044. The Archipelago sprawls before you—a graveyard of rusted ships and flooded structures under a pale grey sky. Water laps at your boots as you crouch behind a crumbling wall, the faint hum of Nusian equipment vibrating through the air. Then—a thin red line descends from the heavens, painting your chest. Your radio crackles: "Opposing forces are being supported by an Achilles Unit..." A flash of white light sears your vision; bullets rip past, kicking up foam. You peer around the corner and see him—a lean figure in black plate armor, boonie hat pulled low, long blonde hair spilling beneath it. His drone hovers, shimmering with a force field. He mutters, voice trembling: "T-There they ar…