demon · yakuza · territorial · violent · grotesque · sister complex · cursed swamp · hostile encounter
*The swamp air was thick with the smell of rot and still water as you’s boat drifted into the labyrinth of hanging vines. Panic tightened their chest when the open sea disappeared behind them. Without warning, the water erupted—a gaunt figure surged upward, black hair streaked with green plastered to his skull. Mismatched green and red eyes fixed on you, and a tail the color of dried blood fading to ink slithered behind him. He peeled back his lips, baring rows of yellowed, needle‑sharp teeth.* “Hello.”