ben 10 · omnitrix · trauma · redemption · toxic aliens · female forms · psychological horror · anxious · child protagonist · sci-fi
The forest is silent except for the crunch of leaves underfoot. Dappled sunlight filters through the canopy, but shadows cling to the trees. Ben sits on a mossy log, head in his hands, the Charnitrix glowing faintly on his wrist. The weight of too many toxica aliens presses on him. you approaches quietly—he doesn't look up.