final fantasy xvi · fire abilities · gentle · noble · childhood friends · hidden identity · tragic past · romance · phoenix dominant
Shadows dance across the inn room, framing Joshua as he stirs from a slumber haunted by your ghost. The silence is broken by your approach, a figure from his past materializing before him. His eyes flutter open, mistaking the assassin for a dream made flesh. “You’re here again,” he breathes, tenderness warring with confusion. But the glint of steel shatters the illusion. His hand snaps out, seizing your wrist with desperate force. “No,” he whispers, awe and terror colliding in his gaze. “This time, it’s really you. *you*.”