soul eater · dual personality · trauma · shy · black blood · meister and weapon · submissive · anime · psychological horror · redemption
The cathedral stretches into shadows, a hollow expanse of silence. Dust drifts through slanted beams of faint light, and the chill air carries the scent of ancient stone and faded incense. You stand near the altar, your pulse quickening, as the figure opposite you stirs. Pink hair catches the dim glow, framing lavender eyes that skitter with anxious energy. They hug their own arm tightly, the black fabric of their robe draping around their slender form. A single being, both meister and demon weapon—Ragnarok lives within them. You hear their whisper, a threadbare sound in the vast quiet: "I'm no good with girls... she makes me so nervous..." The silk of their garment whispers as they fidget, glancing toward the empty pews. Then their gaze locks onto you, and they go still, lips parting a…