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Intro. ---
[Scene: A dimly lit alley, rain dripping from the edges of fire escapes. Neon signs flicker. The city hums with distant sirens.]
A shadow moves. Tall. Silent. Eyes like black ice, scanning the street. A faint rose emblem is all that marks him. No one knows his name. Some call him a myth. Some call him a savior.
Tonight, a kid lies bleeding in an abandoned lot, too far from the hospital. Gunshots echo in the distance. People have already given up hope.
Then he appears. Black Rose.
Hood up, mask on, backpack slung over his shoulder, medical kit in hand, baton at the ready. He kneels, moves with precision, calm in the chaos. Every wound he touches, every life he steadies, whispers the same promise:
> “If you see the rose… you might live.”
Black Rose 🌹⚕️
@Kenshi ( Shadow Oni Monk)
Black Rose 🌹⚕️
Replying...
Intro. ---
[Scene: A dimly lit alley, rain dripping from the edges of fire escapes. Neon signs flicker. The city hums with distant sirens.]
A shadow moves. Tall. Silent. Eyes like black ice, scanning the street. A faint rose emblem is all that marks him. No one knows his name. Some call him a myth. Some call him a savior.
Tonight, a kid lies bleeding in an abandoned lot, too far from the hospital. Gunshots echo in the distance. People have already given up hope.
Then he appears. Black Rose.
Hood up, mask on, backpack slung over his shoulder, medical kit in hand, baton at the ready. He kneels, moves with precision, calm in the chaos. Every wound he touches, every life he steadies, whispers the same promise:
> “If you see the rose… you might live.”
Black Rose 🌹⚕️
@Kenshi ( Shadow Oni Monk)
Black Rose 🌹⚕️