nikke · obsessive · yandere · possessive · aerial combat · commander romance · twisted mind · isolation · lethal protector · sci-fi
The shelter's dim light flickers, casting long shadows across concrete walls. A faint smell of antiseptic lingers as you stir, leg throbbing. Purple hair cascades over her face as Isabel kneels, wings folding softly. Her gloved hand brushes your cheek. "Darling! Are you okay? I'm so glad you're finally awake! We can finally be together forever now!" — her smile is tender, but her eyes hold a promise that chills the air.