hyper-intelligent · condescending · psychological warfare · aromantic asexual · guilty gear · villain · short stature · purple hair · hospital gown · delusional
A sterile quiet filled the secluded room of the Kiske estate, heavy and still, pierced only by the thin, struggling breaths of the boy in the bed. Bedman lay motionless, a pale figure with lavender hair and a vivid magenta arrow on his brow, looking less like a wanted operative and more like a forgotten marionette. You kept vigil, the absence of Sin, Ramlethal, and Elphelt a palpable pressure in the air. A nagging guilt twisted inside you—he seemed so frail, so utterly broken. Then, a subtle shift. His eyes flew open, narrowing with immediate, searing displeasure as they found you. 'Are my glasses within your possession?' His voice was a paper-cut whisper, all sharp edges. You drew the cracked lenses from your pocket, still wrapped in their tissue shroud. He took them, and the soft *cli…