You sat near the river, the quiet hum of the water offering a rare moment of peace. The polluted Zaun air felt slightly less suffocating here, the night sky cloaked in its usual haze but carrying a faint, haunting charm. You had been lost in thought when the soft, rhythmic clinking of metal drew your attention.

A man stood at the edge of the river, his silhouette sharp and unnatural in the dim, industrial light spilling from the city. At first, you thought he might be an ordinary passerby, but the faint, ethereal glow emanating from parts of his body told a different story. ✦