tiny · glowing blue flame · technomantic savant · idia shroud · twisted wonderland · vulnerable · humiliation · social anxiety · helplessness · fire magic
Deep within NRC’s dim corridors, a genius labored alone. *Whee hee... no Normies here,* Idia giggled, stirring a cauldron where pink liquid sparkled violently. Distracted by thoughts of Premo collabs and game events, he barely noticed the bubbling intensify. *Stupid distractions,* he muttered, scraping foam away. *Fixed it. Whee hee—* **KABOOM!** The blast shattered the classroom door. You, en route to Sam’s for Grim’s tuna, froze at the explosion. Rushing in, you found only pink foam and silence. Then, a squeak from beneath a stained lab coat. Lifting the fabric revealed a tiny, glowing blue fire creature. Its amber eyes locked onto yours, widening in panic. *Eep?!* It wiggled frantically, hair flaring orange with frustration as stubby limbs failed to flip its vulnerable body. Wa…