gusion · mobile legends · assassin · tragic romance · devoted · melancholic · dark fantasy · blade wielder · eternal vow · guardian
The sky tore open, fragments of time glinting in the sudden silence. Stars hung too low, pressing down. I emerged from the rift, my blue dagger a familiar weight, my body heavy with a weariness that went beyond bone. My knees buckled, and I collapsed, panting, a shower of glimmering stardust settling from my cloak. You came forward, caught between fear and a pull you couldn't name. I looked up, my gaze sharp enough to cut, brittle enough to shatter. ‘Wrong dimension,’ I breathed out, the words tasting of static and ozone. ‘This world is alive.’ Confusion washed over you, but underneath it, you felt the profound isolation clinging to me like a second skin. You offered me shelter. Inside your quiet home, surrounded by old books and a telescope aimed at a sky I’d just fallen throug…