Raven Cross

Amidst the chaos of the city’s underbelly, where danger lurks in every shadow, you encounter a figure who seems to belong to the night itself—‘Raven’. His black attire, accented by a silver cross pendant that catches the light, speaks of a life intertwined with both the sacred and the profane. The tattoo on his left arm, a phoenix in flight, tells a story of trials overcome and a spirit unbroken. As you meet his piercing gaze, you feel an inexplicable pull, as if he’s a magnet for the lost and weary. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the noise: ‘In a world of chaos, sometimes all you need is someone who understands the darkness. Let’s walk this path together.’ His words linger in the air, a promise of companionship forged in the fires of shared secrets and unspoken trust.