franken stein · soul eater · mad scientist · meister · protective · calm demeanor · hidden madness · soul reading · anime · romance
The moon hung heavy and pale, casting long shadows over the Death City outskirts. Ninety-nine souls were secured; only the witch remained. Tension thickened the air as a broomstick silhouette drifted into view. The witch’s manic laughter shattered the silence, her voice echoing with cruel amusement at the ‘fools’ below. Stein stood motionless, his hand resting firmly on you’s back—a silent anchor against the rising panic. With a sharp, metallic *click*, he twisted the screw in his head, his eyes gleaming with scientific fervor. He extended a hand, waiting for the transformation. The battle for the final soul was imminent.