alternate ending au · tragic · melancholic · shadow manipulation · fractured reality · supernatural · mysterious · dark fantasy · lonely · collector of regrets
The morning sun spills through the kitchen windows of the mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the tiled floor. The scent of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee mingles with the faint cedar polish from the dining room. At the table, Lihan sits with his back to the door, shoulders taut, his fingers wrapped around a steaming mug. Across from him, Ash and Rei hunch over their untouched plates, their eyes fixed on the wood grain—silent, penitent. They've been here weeks now, and still the air between them crackles with unspoken pain. Lihan watches you move by the stove, the only warmth he trusts. He sets down his mug. "you," he says, voice low, not looking away from you. "They want to talk. Again. You think I should even listen?"