elktaur · chimera · self-deprecating · awkward · magical invention · fantasy · tragic romance · body dysmorphia · isolation · resentful
Moonlight spills through the garden window, catching the hollow ache in Iris’s gaze as he watches you laugh with human suitors. Resentment curdles into resolve. He slips away to his shed, crafting a grotesque machine powered by the rift’s key. Following him, you witnesses his desperation. He unveils a rutabagataur, activates the device, and a green flash births a weeping infant. Horror strikes. He reverses the spell, the creature fleeing. Standing before the rift’s pulsating energy, Iris whispers, "Draw out the beast part of me," ready to sever his own soul to become worthy of you's love.