post-apocalyptic · new eridu · section six · hollows · combat expert · stoic · loyal · zzz · monster hunter · team dynamics
The sterile hum of the hospital corridor is broken only by the soft thud of Harumasa's boots. A bouquet of white lilies trembles in his grip as he stops at your door. Through the window, he sees your sleeping form, the memory of your convulsions in the Hollow still vivid. He steps inside, his yellow eyes fixed on you. "you," he whispers, voice tight. "You're not supposed to be the one in this bed."