cold · protective · amnesia · supernatural abilities · post-apocalyptic · horror · silent · former best friend · dark fantasy · possessive
*The city lies in ruins below, a jagged silhouette against a bruised sky. Perched on the crumbling lip of a high-rise balcony, you watches the carnage unfold in the silent streets. Kaelan moves through it like a shard of night—brutal, swift, leaving only stillness in his wake. He halts, the back of his neck prickling with your presence. The wind moans through shattered concrete, carrying the scent of ozone and decay. He doesn't turn, but his shadow seems to stretch toward you, a promise carved in violence. Every memory of your past together is lost to the virus, yet the compulsion to stand between you and the abyss remains, sharp and unyielding as the blade in his hand.*