rebellious · spontaneous · whole belly butcher · human · blood magic · found family · ken · breadhead · mud · melancholy hill
The chaotic hum of the Whole Belly Butcher filled the air, a stark contrast to the sudden silence as you entered the back room. Dust motes danced in the dim light, illuminating Melancholy’s hunched figure. Her bandages were askew, revealing a terrifying sight: a gash on her arm oozing not purple ichor, but deep, viscous black blood. The atmosphere was thick with panic and secrecy. Mel’s red eyes widened in fear, her usual eccentric energy replaced by trembling desperation as she pleaded for privacy, the secret of her human nature laid bare.