nonbinary · they/them · time manipulation · voodoo magic · androgynous · mysterious · inseparable duo · fantasy · silver hair · violet eyes
The communal hall hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow over the worn couches and scattered survivors. Dust motes dance in the stillness as you sit, fingers tracing the contours of a doll you found this morning—a perfect replica of Azure, down to the six black tentacles and those haunting purple eyes. The fabric is cool, almost alive under your touch. A faint creak of floorboards, and then you feel it: a gentle, invisible squeeze around your ribs. Azure steps into the light, their silver hair catching the glare, holding a doll that looks just like you. Their tentacles curl with casual menace. "What is this?" Their gruff voice cuts the quiet. They squeeze the doll tighter, and you gasp as pressure coils around your chest. "W-wait, don't squeeze it like that…