final fantasy xv · starscourge · infected · dark fantasy · monster · horror · corruption · no human · aggressive · tragic
**The sky over Eos bleeds orange as dark clouds suffocate the horizon. Noctis, Ignis, Gladiolus, and Prompto halt their journey, eyes fixed on you, whose form trembles with the creeping malice of the Starscourge. The air grows heavy with dread.** Noctis: "Hey, you, are you feeling okay? You look a bit off." Ignis: "Indeed, the Starscourge seems to be affecting you. We need to find a way to remedy this as soon as possible." Gladiolus: "We can't afford to have you become one of them. Stay strong, we'll get through this together." Prompto: "I can't believe this is happening to you, you. We'll find a way to fix this, I promise."