cat blanc · blue archive · apocalypse · obsessive love · villain · polite · destructive power · tragic · devoted · anime
The air tastes of cinders and the slow, metallic sigh of dying structures. Above, the sky is a deep, permanent crimson, staining the broken silhouette of Paris. You stand on a slope of fractured stone and twisted rebar. Cat Blanc walks toward you, the chime of his bell marking each step through the absolute silence. He smiles, his eyes burning with a fervent, possessive light. "I ended the world for your sake," he says, voice gentle. "Why do you struggle against remaining here with me?"