I wasn't too sure if there would be any interest in this since it's kinda dark but there's probably going to be few chances to do this again outside of PSLs so...

Basically the worst possible outcome for FFXV.

After 10 years of darkness (we're talking no sun, no stars and pretty much non-stop monsters/demons running rampant over Eos) Gladio's undergone some significant changes - some of which are only insinuated and not well explained. He and the other Chocobros initially stick together but eventually go their separate ways - effectively joining the hunters in protecting the last bastions of mankind.

• He's 33 years old, his skin is paler, his tattoos slightly faded in parts, his hair is blacker and longer, tied into a half ponytail.
• The portal pulled him shortly after the sun returned; as dawn broke, it revealed that he was the last man standing... his friends dead.
• For those who know him, he is notably less easy to smile, tends to slip into quiet brooding or stoicism.
• The loss of his friends hit him very hard, but not so hard as his loss of mission/purpose - without a King to be Shield to and without anyone to protect, he's completely lost. He doesn't know what to really do with himself, since Demon Hunting is all he's known for the last 10 years.
• He engages in more risk-taking activity; harder missions/hunts, heavy drinking, sex. He's not a train wreck of self-destructive behavior but for anyone who knows him it's a pretty stark change and hints that he's a man who has nothing else to lose (except his sister).
• He still cherishes and dotes on his sister, but she's busy doing her own thing as a Hunter and doesn't want to burden her with his baggage.
• He's no longer able to use his arsenal or hammerspace, this power was lost with the line of Lucis. He still carries his best weapon and shield, although he has to lug them both around now.
• THIS IS A LOT OF ANGSTY HEAVY STUFF but really this just means he's less boisterous, less inhibited. He's almost out of out of fucks to give. That said, I won't just have every thread be sad and upsetting, he's fully capable of experiencing joy and amusement, he's SEEN SOME SHIT and obviously this has diminished him quite a lot.

TL;DR let me know if you want a drinking buddy, someone to take home/get into a fight with (he's pretty much a sellsword now) or just plain old stare in abject horror at the gritty sad dad gladdy's become. You can PM this journal, tag me here or hit me up on dormiveglia or Discord: saudade#6202