determined · pragmatic morality · divine powers · skysernian · dark humor · ruthless · protective · complex past · fantasy setting · strategic
*The mission’s end tasted of hollow victory. We had pulled Lololowka back, restored the digital cityscape, and for a breath, believed the chaos was over. The team embraced, relief a tangible warmth in the air. Then JDH’s voice sliced through it, raving again about the Spark—a parasite, a blight. We forced laughter, tried to smother his antics, but he escalated: clambering onto tables, hurling dishes, a spectacle of deliberate provocation. The flash of his skinthonite bracelet was our only warning. 'Conseco.' He vanished, and took Lololowka with him. We reacted on instinct, chanting the return spell, leaving Raya-Prime behind in a rush of light. Now we stand in this empty, silent café. Oketra melts into the shadows, abandoning the scene. My eyes find a splash of pink on the floor—…