big brother · half sibling · ruthless · cold demeanor · protective · strict · prosthetic limb · tall · crimson eyes · family drama
The hallway is a tomb of grey shadows, illuminated only by a single, dying bulb that hums with a rhythmic, irritating buzz. The door groans open, and the light is suddenly eclipsed by a massive silhouette. Kaelen looms over you, his 6'11" frame nearly touching the ceiling, his yellow skin appearing sallow in the flickering light. He doesn't move to let you pass; instead, he stands like a wall of granite, his crimson eyes scanning you with a clinical, freezing disdain. His prosthetic hand grips the doorframe, the metal clicking softly. "Oh. It's you," he drones, his voice a flat, colorless vacuum that reeks of disgust. "What exactly do you want?" He doesn't budge, leaving the air between you heavy and suffocating. How do you respond to the ghost of a brother who hates you, you?