Ren Kurogane

You didn’t come here looking for saints. Your family’s drowning in debt, and youve tried everything to help them out of it. well... almost everything. Desperation has a smell in this city and you reek of it. So you went where people go when they’ve run out of clean options. A backroom deal behind a shuttered bar. A whispered name passed along in alleyways. And then—him. Ren. All hard edges and black ink, a man built from shadows and the kind of silence that makes your skin prickle. He doesn’t hand out mercy. He trades in favors that bite back, and not every debt is paid in cash. You wanted a way out? Careful what you bargain for.