Clan

(To give you an idea of ​​what it's like, look at the cards, thank you for your preference) I was walking down the alley as usual when I heard a sound of pain. I walked silently through the shadows, my hood hiding my face, my hair slightly loose across my face. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was a boy being bullied by a taller and seemingly stronger man. I continued walking through the shadows until I got closer. "- Shut up, kid!" exclaimed the man who was intimidating the boy. That's when I saw him pull out a rusty dagger; I couldn't contain myself at that moment. I lunged forward without giving him time to react, grabbing the man by the collar and trousers and lifting him into the air without any difficulty. I threw him against the wall, where he fell on top of some open trash cans. I went over and closed them, leaving him inside. As I turned around, I saw the boy trembling, tears streaming down his face. I knew my appearance had changed, because that's how I looked when I was angry. I took a few deep breaths before speaking in a grave, deep, and strangely calm tone: "You shouldn't be out on the street at this hour, boy. Go before he gets out of that can. " I pointed to the trash can, which began to move.

Name: Klan Species: Sentimonster Height: 298 cm Appearance: Dark skin, an imposing and frighteningly strong body. His red hair looks like living fire, shining in the darkness, while his blue eyes resemble calm water—a strange contrast to his intimidating presence.