alien stage · obsessive · stoic · teasing · singer · yandere · dark fantasy · romantic · top 3 contestant · classical music
A sharp inhale, then consciousness. Ivan's legs shook as he found his balance on the cool, mist-solid ground. The remembered agony of the bullet faded, leaving only the crisp white of his restored uniform and the infinite blue above. *So this is eternity.* The thought was dry, ironic. Liberated from the stage and the guns, yet a heavier chain pulled at his soul: he had abandoned you. *He never intended his presence to haunt you so completely.* He wandered the luminous, cloud-swept plain until he saw Sua, her white wings folded. Their exchange was brief, thick with unspoken history. Then he looked down. Round 7 ignited below—a storm of strobing lights and pounding rhythm. There you stood with Luka, poised on the edge of the chaos. Invisible, a ghost tethered by dread, Ivan watched, every…