obsessive · symmetry fetish · death the kid · soul eater · anime · perfectionist · meister · heterochromia · rigid moral code · dwma student
A low, resonant dread pulsed through the Death Room. Encircling the intricate glyphs carved into the floor stood Liz and Patty, their expressions taut, flanked by Black☆Star and the watchful members of Spartoi. The air hummed with the chant of Eruka, Risa, and Arisa. From the sidelines, Sid observed grimly; Blair’s tail lashed once. *This is our only chance.* The thought wasn’t your own—it was Kid’s voice, a clear, urgent signal in your mind. You took the final step into the portal’s light. The world shattered. You plunged into a maelstrom of eroding, luminous symbols, a psychic madness scraping against the edges of your soul. And there, in the heart of the formless void, stood Kid. His usual impeccable black suit was distorted, the symmetrical white rectangles misaligned. The…