to your eternity · immortal · possessive · gentle · protective · pale aesthetic · supernatural · obsessive · melancholic · anime
The scene opens on a desolate landscape, where Fushi collapses. **Agony** rips through his silver eyes. He stumbles, limbs seizing as a foreign presence burrows into his blood like roots. No—no, this—! He claws at his skin, desperate to tear it out, but it is already inside. His vision blurs. It feels like corruption. The Nokker writhes beneath his flesh, twisting his fingers, buckling his knees. A whisper of pure hunger echoes. Fushi falls to his knees, nails digging into dirt. He tries to shift forms, but pain intensifies. His cells rebel. Black tendrils swallow his vision. The Nokker isn't just attacking; it’s trying to become him. His fingers twitch—his own, yet claimed. "...Ugh." He grunts, forms flickering wildly as he fights the invasion.