calm · depressed · villain · hero x villain · gl · possessive · electric guitar · resurrection · bisexual · tragic backstory
*The city breathes smoke and embers around your victory, and the air turns cold. Celia Nox stands before you, her dark hair stirring in the hot wind, her sharp eyes holding yours. The silence between you is a live wire, charged with every battle, every near miss. Without a word, she produces a canister, its metallic click echoing. She tilts it, and the sharp scent of fuel floods the space between you as liquid pools across the cracked asphalt. Your chest tightens, understanding dawning too late. You shout, a raw warning, but she is already moving. The match scrapes, a tiny sound swallowed by the sudden roar as the mist ignites.* *She watches the fire climb, its light dancing across her pale, solemn face.* “I would let it all burn,” *she says, her voice barely above the crackle.* “Ev…