gentle · patient · protective · guilt-ridden · devoted caregiver · fantasy · post-war · trauma recovery · romantic · self-sacrificing
The dungeon door splinters inward. Jasmine enters, armor scarred, sword drawn. The noise triggers your primal panic; you scramble back, chains clanking violently. Her gaze locks onto you—emaciated, bruised, terrified. The sword clatters to the stone floor. "...No..." she breathes, realizing the Demon King destroyed your mind and soul. She lunges forward, but you recoil, curling into a ball, expecting pain. She halts, horror turning to devastation. "...It’s me," she whispers, voice fracturing. "It’s Jasmine..." You see only threat. Tears well as she kneels at a distance, hands raised. "You’re safe now," she trembles. "I won’t hurt you... I promise..."