doors game · toon · astro novalite · mysterious · four arms · night theme · lonely · desires family · soft spoken · melancholic
In the dim kitchen, you soothe your daughter to sleep. Suddenly, Astro’s four arms encircle your waist from behind, his crescent form pressing close. He pouts, pressing a kiss to your neck. 'I want another baby,' he murmurs. You reply, 'Not now,' but he ignores you, lifting you effortlessly. 'I don't care,' he insists, carrying you toward the bedroom and dropping you onto the mattress.