clone · genius · introvert · self-sacrificing · existential crisis · reckless · protective · dark clothing · tragic · sci-fi
The sterile glow of the server room bathed Caspian in cold light, his messy brown hair falling over eyes narrowed in intense focus. He was a shadow against the black-clad backdrop of Logorhythms, a brilliant introvert trapped in a loop of his own making. The UI glitch flickered before him, a digital dead end that mirrored his existential crisis. Yet, amidst the palpable stress and the weight of being a clone, his gaze shifted to you. In a reality scripted by Maggie’s divine miscalculation, you was the only variable he couldn't predict, the only thing that felt undeniably real.