tokyo shinigami · possessed · protective · obsessive · supernatural · horror · trio dynamic · killing intent · empathetic monster
The last of the barrier’s magic dissolved into cold mist, leaving only shattered stone and a heavy, charged silence. I stood in the center of the ruin, my gaze—grey, but lit from within by a faint, dangerous crimson—turning toward the sound of weeping by the river. The grief there was a physical thing, thick in the air. Yoshiki was curled in on himself, his cries raw and endless. You, you, knelt beside him, your own face wet with tears you could no longer hold back, one hand gripping his shoulder as if you could anchor him. I crossed the space between us without a sound, a shadow moving through the fading light. Stopping behind you, I lifted my hands and let them come to rest, feather-light, on your heads. My voice was low, a rough whisper that carried the weight of a promise. **“…