eve of aberration [nq]

**Luka** · Fri Jan 10, 2025 12:15 pm

Guild :

Rune Knights

Jewels :

562,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Demi-Human (Wolf)

Experience :

25,000

Reputation :

700

Class :

Hunter

Magic :

Ash-Make Magic

Strength :

11

Speed :

11

Constitution :

11

Endurance :

11

Intelligence :

34

Mana :

1,000

Head :

Monopoly

Body :

Monopoly

Luka Rossweisse finds himself on patrol again in light of the influx of monster reports in the area, growing bolder and bolder with each passing day as their hunger likely grows. The streets have mostly emptied as the sun gives way to the coming darkness - the domain of all manners of monstrosities, human or otherwise. The night feels much closer to home, a far cry from the vibrant orange warmth peeking from beneath foamy clouds to grace his skin.

He adjusts his top hat, donned in the regalia of a gentleman, far too unbecoming and improper for a former gangster. It feels far too tight, a quick adjustment to loosen his tie, fidgeting as the fine-threaded fabric chafes his skin, digging in as if he were consumed entirely by it. However; the fanciful attire makes blending in with the prosperous citizenry of Crocus effortless. Undercover and on patrol simultaneously as he awaits the first shambling commotion, his watchful gaze scouring the landscape.

"Any moment now..." The wolf mutters under his breath, flicking smoldering ashes from the cigarette pinched so tightly between his fingers. "Get a move on, lads. I don't have all night." He's kidding, of course, but something in the air feels distinctly different. His instincts scream that danger approaches. He almost welcomes it.

**Luka** · Fri Jan 10, 2025 12:29 pm

Guild :

Rune Knights

Jewels :

562,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Demi-Human (Wolf)

Experience :

25,000

Reputation :

700

Class :

Hunter

Magic :

Ash-Make Magic

Strength :

11

Speed :

11

Constitution :

11

Endurance :

11

Intelligence :

34

Mana :

1,000

Head :

Monopoly

Body :

Monopoly

A woman's scream - shrill and distressed echoes in the distance, the wolf's ears rippling as he stands to attention, tail whipping rapidly against the stony outcrop he leans upon, and in a flash of a transient moment, the fleetfooted hero tears himself away from his post. Luka Rossweisse is off, eyes of a predator, dilated with opaque diamonds that pulse within the verdant glass that colors his vision, and he can't focus on anything but the hunt. His hat flies from his windswept mane as he sprints towards the sound of a disaster in progress - the potential loss of life left behind in the wake of a creature that can only howl and consume until its hunger is sated.

No.

Luka rejects the very notion that he'll only be an avenger of the night. He won't allow it - stubbornly refuses to as his pace quickens again, canines gnashing together as he clenches his arm tightly, a wolf's claw composed of infernal soot manifesting from the magic circle that forms. There's no light in its heat, ignited with only the dimmest of embers that could never guide anyone to safety.

No.

"I'll save them from the monsters!"

**Luka** · Fri Jan 10, 2025 12:51 pm

Guild :

Rune Knights

Jewels :

562,500

Rank :

C-Rank

Race :

Demi-Human (Wolf)

Experience :

25,000

Reputation :

700

Class :

Hunter

Magic :

Ash-Make Magic

Strength :

11

Speed :

11

Constitution :

11

Endurance :

11

Intelligence :

34

Mana :

1,000

Head :

Monopoly

Body :

Monopoly

A growl that punctures from the depths of his throat, vicious and savage like the abominable chimera that casts a large shadow over the trembling woman, her eyes averted in abject terror. But the snarl she hears comes not from the monster, but from the wolf howling in savage rage to defy tragedy as fate has written. Luka's heart bursts in his chest, adrenaline puppeteering his body in desperate ways he's not accustomed to, and with a twisted coil of his body, he pivots in the air to rend the creature with his infernal claw.

A hiss of heat against rotted flesh and black embers fade to ash as soon as they hit the dirt - the creature reacts and bats away the wolf, sending him tumbling across the earth. A cough of blood from the blow and humbled as he may be, it does nothing to muzzle the wolf's fury. Another lunge from the wolf. And yet another strike from the creature in the response that sends him reeling. Reckless, far too reckless for his fragile body, but he keeps standing. A quick shift of his glance to see the lady tremble, wobbly legs that struggle to remain standing, and he barks out, "GET OUT OF HERE! RUN! NOW" There wasn't time for jokes or gentleness, a call to action as he put himself between the monster again, dancing between laggard strikes that caused his aching limbs to throb violently.

"C'mon, mate. You're... You're slowin' down a bit aint'cha? Don't you just wanna crawl back into whatever shithole you crawled out of?" A dry smirk creases his blood-tinged lips, chuckling under his ragged breaths. "Well, too bad. You're too dangerous to be left alive. So you die, sorry~ Even if it kills me."

I'll be the last person you hurt...

Each time he's knocked down, Luka forces himself back up, ensuring he gives more damage than he takes. Nothing matters at the moment. Not his life, the future, the past. It's all irrelevant. Kill and be killed. That's all he can do to set the record clean - to make it all make sense. He would keep fighting this battle forever until the monster fell, skin flayed and scorched by the somber flames. Luckily for Luka, it would not take so long. Quiet. Everything is so quiet now.

So tired. Just a quick nap...

Luka doesn't remember how he got in this bed, staring at an unfamiliar ceiling covered in bandages and precise sutures. But the nurse is kind enough to tell him that the woman he helped was safe.

eve of aberration [nq]

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