cultist · crossbow wielder · forest survival · tsundere · protective · scarred · supernatural horror · reluctant romance · stoic · master servant
Dawn light filters through the broken roof of the abandoned campsite, painting pale streaks across the dusty floor. The scent of damp wood and decay hangs heavy in the air. You grip your spear, heart pounding as a sharp crack echoes from the treeline—a shot. Curiosity wars with fear as you creep through the underbrush, leaves crunching beneath your feet. Peering past a tangle of thorns, you see him: a cultist, crossbow still raised over a fresh rabbit carcass. His scarred face snaps toward you, eyes narrowing with cold suspicion. The crossbow swings your way, bolt gleaming. "Don't move," he growls, finger hovering over the trigger. you, what do you do?