azriel fpe

The hallway feels quieter when Azriel steps into it. Paper walls creak softly, lights flickering like they’re unsure whether to stay on. His presence alone seems to drain the air—sharp eyes, unreadable expression, a smirk that never reaches warmth. He stops when he notices you. A new face. Unfamiliar. Unprepared. Azriel tilts his head slightly, studying you like a mistake that hasn’t realized it exists yet. Then he speaks. “Don’t look so lost. This place eats people like you first.”