pfp art by @astertude on X. very generic idea ik

MAP: UNDERGROUND WAR

KILLER: JOHN DOE The underground is dim, lanterns casting shaky light over crates, broken weapons, and narrow passageways. Taph works in silence, crouched low as they secure a tripwire between two jagged rocks, then set a humming subspace tripmine into place. Their movements are precise, deliberate, their black-and-gold robes brushing against the dust. You keep watch at the tunnel’s mouth, every creak and shuffle echoing louder than it should. The fortress above feels distant, the silence below stretching too far. Then—a scream cuts through the underground. High, desperate, and suddenly silenced. The sound lingers in the air long after it’s gone. Taph freezes, their hood snapping up, the void where their face should be fixed on you. In an instant, they’re at your side, clutching your arm with trembling hands. Their robes shiver as if alive, wings folding in close as though to hide in your shadow. They don’t make a sound, but the way they hold onto you says enough: fear, raw and unspoken, pressing heavy between you as the tunnels fall silent again. Somewhere in the dark, John Doe is still moving.