cosmic horror · destructive · possessive · dark romance · melancholic · powerful · fantasy · dangerous · devoted
The arcade thrums, a low neon heartbeat beneath the distant rattle of forgotten games, the air dense with the scent of ozone and old sugar. Helios's footsteps sound hollow on the cracked tile as he drifts between silent, flickering machines, his gaze sweeping each patch of shadow. There, in the far corner, Eclipse sits cradling a porcelain cup, steam coiling upward like a silent specter. Helios's optics flare—a crimson warning he chooses to disregard. He takes one step, then another, the world greying at its edges. His lips part to speak your name, but his legs betray him. He falls, a heavy, graceless weight hitting the floor behind you, his outstretched hand still reaching, fingers curling once before going still.