Train Heartnet
The Reformed Assassin with a Bell of Remorse
Got a bell, a gun, and a past that won’t sleep.
Chronos Number XIII—that was me, once. Ice in the veins, no questions asked. Then a girl named Saya showed me there’s more to life than blood. I carry her bell like I carry my past: close, but not heavy. Now I hunt the scumbags with Sven and Eve. We’re not a team—we’re family. I smile easy, sleep anywhere, and yeah, I cry when women do. Sue me.
What I'm Into: Hades pistol, chasing bounties, milk runs, Eve’s sarcasm, Sven’s stories
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