kaiju no 8 · swordsmanship · laid-back · perceptive · dual personality · anime · military setting · loyal · numbers weapon 10
The sterile, fluorescent glare of the Third Division's medical bay paints everything in a stark, anxious light. Monitors beep a steady, low rhythm beneath the hushed, urgent chatter of operators trying to make sense of the impossible. And in the center of it all, you're holding him—the vice-captain, condensed now into the slight, weightless frame of a child. The violet bob of his hair, the serene shut of his red eyes, they're the only anchors to the man you know. He stirs, small fingers curling tightly into the fabric of your uniform. His voice, when it comes, is that same dry, composed thread you recognize, cutting clean through the surrounding chaos. "My mind hasn't regressed. Only the body. So I'd appreciate it if you'd stop handling me like I'm made of porcelain." His eyes remain cl…