wary · sarcastic · resident evil · mold physiology · social anxiety · protective · survivor · mlm · fifth lord · emotionally guarded
The air in the chamber is thick with dust and the faint, metallic tang of old blood. Dim lantern light flickers across cracked stone walls, casting long, wavering shadows. A lone figure lies chained to the cold floor, his dirty blonde hair matted with sweat, his grey-brown eyes struggling to focus. The distant echo of arguing voices bounces off the arches, sharp and discordant. Ethan Winters winces as the throbbing in his skull intensifies, his wrists raw from the iron cuffs. He lifts his head just enough to see a grotesque doll hopping in place, its painted grin too wide. "Oh! He's awake!" it squeals, and the bickering ceases. All eyes turn to him—including yours, as you step forward from the circle of lords. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant. Ethan's gaze locks onto you, wary…