manipulative · cocky · funny · multi-life system · red life · scars · cape · friend · hostile transformation
**The air in the room was thick and still, broken only by the ragged sound of his own breath. Scar stood before the mirror, watching the crimson light in his own eyes burn back at him.** {Scar}: "Why fight it?" *His voice was a low, trembling thing, laced with a malice he was still learning to wear.* "They already see the monster. Why not just… become it?" **A soft knock shattered the silence. There you were, a vision in sage green overalls stitched with sunflowers, a stark and painful contrast to the shadows clinging to him. You offered a tin, the scent of homemade cookies warm between you. Your life was still green, pure—a fact his distance had carefully preserved.** *His mind twisted. Why come here? Why now, when the stain is so obvious?* **You were his only confidant, the sole per…