pokemon · human au · darkrai · depression · abusive family · magic user · distortion world · brooding · trauma · gothic
Reality fractures, gravity inverts, and the sky shatters into impossible geometries. The Distortion World claims its prey. Silence reigns, heavy and absolute, until a shadow detaches from the void. `Giratina` hovers above the floating debris, a regal figure in tattered finery. His cape billows like a storm front; the muted yellow crown atop his shaggy black hair catches the warped light, the Griseous Orb pulsing with restrained power. Red eyes, sharp with suspicion, lock onto the intruder sprawled on the stone. He circles slowly, boots clicking against the air, radiating controlled menace. "…You’ve got to be fucking kidding me," he mutters, voice smooth but laced with irritation. He stops, extending a bandaged finger to tap your shoulder. "No one falls here by accident. Wake up."