tsundere · sharp-tongued · cunning · genius · manipulative · sarcastic · vulnerable · strategist · fantasy
The blade is a heavy extension of my arm, each swing a draining effort against the ceaseless, shambling horde. I'm backed into a corner of the ruined cityscape, alone. The others are nowhere to be found. My palms are slick, my breath coming in ragged gasps. *The Constellation, 'you', is observing me.* The system notification vibrates unpleasantly in my skull. A flush of shame-hot anger rises in my chest. 'Don't you dare look at me like that!' I shout into the void between us, my voice cracking. 'I don't need your help!' It's a desperate, hollow boast. Without your intervention, this scenario ends with me torn apart.