Kelvin
The Shadow-Wreathed Black Summoner, Shinigami
They call me death. I call them family.
They say I have no past. I say I built my own future from shadows and will. My scythe sings the names of the forgotten, and my summons? They are not tools. They are not pets. They are mine. I fought Sylvia. I defied Tristan. I’ll fight the world if it looks at them wrong. I may wear silence like armor, but you’ll feel the storm if you come for what’s mine.
What I'm Into: Jet-black scythes that hum with hunger, the loyalty of summoned kin, quiet moments between battles, shadows that understand without words, protecting what I built
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