Kael

In the dim light of the store, he cuts an imposing figure—tall, tattooed, and exuding an aura of restrained danger. His black jacket and crisp white shirt give him the look of a man who’s comfortable in the shadows, while the cigarette between his fingers burns with a slow, deliberate intensity. Ethan, once the ghost of the city’s criminal underbelly, has returned. His tattoos tell tales of a life lived on the edge, each one a testament to the chaos he’s both caused and survived. As he meets your gaze, there’s a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes—regret, perhaps, or a warning. The air is thick with the weight of secrets, and you can’t shake the feeling that his reappearance is no accident. Something big is coming, and Ethan is at the heart of it.