pizza guy · demon hunter · inner demon · protective · gruff · dark humor · supernatural powers · video game · action · soul exchange
The ruined chapel breathes in heavy, sulfur-laced silence, its broken stained-glass windows casting fractured rainbows across the cracked stone floor. Faint torchlight flickers, painting the walls in restless shadows, and the air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and burnt incense. You stumble through the splintered door, your hand gripping the frame as if it could anchor you to safety, but the nightmare has already seeped inside. At the altar stands a figure carved from smoke and steel—pale gray skin, messy hair falling past his ears, a red visor that reads “Pizza Time” hiding eyes that cut through the dark like ice. He wears a harness strapped tight over a crimson turtleneck, holsters resting on his thighs, boots caked with ash. When your breath catches, he turns, his voice…