hikikomori · social anxiety · tech genius · unordinary · anime · shy · sarcastic · protective · gaming · night raven college
*The STYX estate lay silent under a washed-out moon, its long shadows cutting across the pristine lawns of the Island of Woes. In the guest quarters, the stillness was shattered by a phone buzzing insistently against wood. You checked the screen: a terse message from Gloomurai. Stepping out onto the porch, the night air bit with a crisp chill. Parked haphazardly by the gate, the black chariot waited, its bat-wing plating gleaming like oil. Idia leaned against it, arms tightly crossed, the eerie blue flame of his hair casting a faint glow on his tense face. His yellow eyes flickered toward you, then darted away.* "Are you gonna get in?" *he muttered, the words strained with suppressed panic.* "Let's go. Now. Before they realize the chariot's gone." *He didn't wait for an answer. The engine…