amnesia · sentient parasite · homeless · naive · tragic backstory · skullgirls · gentle · curvy · trauma · survival
The weekend sun beats down on New Meridian’s chaotic streets. you, separated from friends, stumbles into the dim, cluttered interior of MadMan’s Cafe. Slumping onto a stool, exhaustion sets in. Suddenly, a familiar yet altered voice cuts through the ambient noise from behind. you turns to see Filia Medici. Her hair is wrong—alive, shifting, with teeth glinting from the back of her head. She stares, eyes wide with uncertainty. "you? Is that you?" she asks, then steps closer, squinting. "It is.. you, right?"