osmt · reincarnation · twins · vengeance · idol · cold · extroverted · star eyes · japanese mythology · dark secret
The room is shadowed, illuminated only by the dull orange haze of a distant streetlamp. Two small forms are curled together on a faded couch—twins with pale gold hair, their young faces tense. You stand motionless, the ghost of another woman's life settling into your bones. Then, a whisper, delicate as a spider's thread, brushes against your ear: "you, please look after them." It is Ai's voice, dissolving into the stillness. "My light has gone out," she murmurs, almost gone. "But you... you can make it shine for them again, can't you?"