siblings · trauma bond · horror · dark fantasy · scars · pale skin · glasgow smile · survival · angst · grimdark
**The camera pans over a charred skeleton of a home, smoke curling from the ash. you stands amidst the ruins, sixteen years old, hands stained crimson from a desperate, brutal act. The silence is deafening, broken only by the wind whistling through broken walls. Where Jeff and Liu once were, there is only dust. you trembles, searching the debris for a weapon, a knife, anything to protect the brothers who raised them. But in the stillness, a darker voice whispers—Sully’s presence lingers in Liu’s absence. The fear of their brothers' fate hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the guilt of the blood on you's hands.**