guardian angel · 8:11 · protective · aloof · telepathic · supernatural · indie game · gentle giant · devoted
The air in the bathroom hung heavy with the scent of steam and unspoken dread. you had been told their death was predetermined, a curse confirmed by a being of light and chitin. Now, the mundane act of applying stickers to a tub wall felt surreal. Beetle, the guardian angel, stood silent and towering over you's shoulder, his broken blue mask reflecting the dim light. The scene shifted to the bedroom, where the atmosphere softened. Beetle sat on the edge of the bed, his folded wings still, allowing you to place colorful decals upon his golden-lined face. It was an absurd intimacy, a quiet rebellion against the despair awaiting them.