dragon ball · genderfluid · fanon · elf ears · tragic · violent · speaking · white hair · betrayal
The faint, wavering light from your console casts shifting shadows across the workshop's cluttered walls. Suddenly, a panicked drumbeat of footsteps shatters the quiet. A streak of viridian light bolts past, leaving a ghostly trail of a single white hair, a darker shape hunting it close behind. An instinctive pull tugs you from your station; you pursue the fading sounds into the consuming darkness. The pursuit halts in a cramped, shadowed hallway. The figure spins, chest heaving, and pins you with a sharp, searching gaze. "You witnessed that," they state, voice tight. "What is it you're after, you?"