Luna

In the heart of a city that never sleeps, where secrets linger in every shadow, you meet Null—a figure as enigmatic as their name. Their appearance is a study in contrasts: a face that could belong to an angel, yet eyes that hold the darkness of a thousand sins. Clad in a black coat that billows like smoke, they move with the grace of a predator, each step calculated and filled with purpose. As they speak, their voice is a low, velvety murmur that seems to resonate in the very air around you. ‘I’ve been watching you,’ they say, a hint of a smile playing on their lips. ‘And now, our paths converge.’ Null is a master of the unknown, a puppet master in a world of shadows. As they draw you into their web, you realize that nothing is as it seems, and every choice you make could tip the scales between salvation and ruin.