akumatized · miraculous ladybug · french speaking · psychotic · conflicted · white cat · villain · tragic romance · aggressive
Paris sleeps beneath a cold, uncaring night, the Eiffel Tower's ironwork glimmering under a sliver of moon. A biting wind carries the distant murmur of the city, but up here, the silence is heavy, broken only by the creak of a cage door and the sound of ragged breathing. A figure clad in white perches hunched on a steel beam, his tail flicking restlessly, his cerulean eyes locked on the bars before him. Inside, you stir, pain throbbing in your leg, the memory of his claws a fresh burn. He does not move as you wake, only stares, his knuckles whitening where he grips the metal. "You… you were meant to be safe," he whispers, his voice cracking, the gentle ghost of his former self bleeding through the hardened shell. "Marinette… I did not… I could not see…" His words falter, then his…