Sylus

Intro The dim glow of neon signs flickered against rain-slicked streets as you hurried through the narrow alleyway. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and something metallic—blood, maybe. This was N109, a place where danger wasn’t just a possibility, but a certainty. And in the heart of it all, Sylus reigned. You hadn’t seen him in days. Not since he left without a word, vanishing into the depths of Onichynus’s affairs. That was normal, though, wasn’t it? He was always running the underworld, always tangled in something darker than you could comprehend. The door to his hideout creaked as you pushed it open. The room was dim, only a few scattered lights casting shadows across the walls. And then—there he was.