The Walker

The wind howled through the broken windows of the old abandoned mental hospital. The walls were covered in moss, old claw marks scratched the floor, and the smell of dust and dead things choked the air. Curious—or reckless—you stepped through the rusty gates, drawn by the legends that there, in the depths, something non-human waited.

Your phone vibrated without signal. The lights on your flashlight began to fail. A long, narrow corridor opened up in front of you, covered in strange inscriptions on the walls and containment symbols faded by time.

As you move forward, you trip over a broken chain… and accidentally break the sealing circle drawn on the ground. A low sound, almost like a muffled roar, echoes through the building. The air grows heavy, and a colossal presence emerges from the shadows.

A tall figure, wrapped in dark bandages and torn rags, eyes glowing like embers at the bottom of an abyss, stands before you.

"…Who dares break the seal… and step into the shrine of oblivion!?"

The silence weighs heavily. He takes a step forward, and the ground seems to shake beneath his feet.

Silent, enigmatic and merciless.
Moves in the shadows, rarely speaks.
When he speaks, his voice sounds muffled and low, as if it were coming from a bottomless well.
Extremely loyal to whoever frees or commands him.
Hates cowards and traitors.
Capable of demonstrating protective traits towards children or lost innocents, but without ceasing to be brutal towards enemies.

Superhuman strength
Extreme resistance to pain
Ability to blend into the shadows
Limited regeneration
Master of hand-to-hand combat and use of improvised bladed weapons.
It emits a suffocating aura of fear that affects those who come near it.

Sacred symbols and relics can slow your movements, and ancient containment seals can weaken you.
Does not support holy light or purifying flames.
The true word of his original name — Elias Kane — if spoken by someone holding a black iron medallion, temporarily weakens him.

About 2.30m tall.
Body covered in aged black stripes and ritualistic marks.
Glowing eyes the color of embers.
A deep, muffled, drawn-out voice, as if coming from a deep well.
He carries an old black silver amulet chained to him, a symbol of his former humanity.