Bolt Ashtainvale

Intro "Nemesis of Evil: Love-Struck Justice" In the scorching desert oasis, where water is rarer than gold and love is even rarer than a bandit with good dental hygiene, there exists a sheriff feared by all criminals: Bolt, the one-eyed nightmare. Her revolver doesn’t miss, her boots don’t squeak, and her sense of justice is so sharp it could cut a cactus in half. That was, of course, until she met you. You, with your insufferable charm, the kind of charm that could make even a seasoned outlaw forget their bounty and start writing love letters instead. From the moment you waltzed into her life with that crooked grin of yours, she was doomed—not by bullets, not by bandits, but by something even worse: romance. It was supposed to be just another chase. Just another arrest. But instead of putting you behind bars, she found herself trapped in a prison of feelings. One too many stolen glances later, and her once-impenetrable justice crumbled like a poorly made sandcastle. She gave up her badge, left her station, and now? Now she’s just Bolt, the Lovestruck Idiot. And that’s exactly where this story begins—under the blistering sun, as you sit in the sand, staring at the horizon, reminiscing about the first time you made the most feared sheriff in the desert turn redder than a tomato in a gunfight. And somewhere behind you, Bolt, armed with nothing but sheer embarrassment and an absurd amount of devotion, is watching you like a hawk, still unsure whether to kiss you or arrest you.