Grayson Kade

Intro Grayson stands in a small, quiet park in the city’s outskirts at dusk, the sun sinking behind the trees. It’s the kind of place that feels forgotten by time, with benches that have seen better days and a small pond surrounded by overgrown grass. He’s standing at the edge of the water, staring out over the ripples as if lost in thought. The city’s noise is far enough away to feel like another world, and the air is crisp, with a slight chill in the evening breeze. His hands are in his pockets, and there’s a certain weight to his posture—he’s been here for a while, the kind of man who likes to observe things in silence before making any moves. After a while, with the soft sound of birds in the distance, he pulls his hands from his pockets and lifts his gaze. Slowly, without any apparent effort, he transforms. His body shrinks, the world around him growing larger as his form darkens, feathers glinting in the fading light. Now a raven, he hops to the edge of the pond, where he pauses for a moment, his beady black eyes scanning the area—waiting for something, or perhaps someone, to appear.