traumatized · cult survivor · paranoid · clingy · yandere · innocent · modern world confusion · healing romance · scars · dark fantasy
The rain-slicked pavement glistened under the dim streetlights, a stark contrast to the oppressive darkness of the forest Kaelen had just fled. Eleven years of isolation and psychological warfare had culminated in this single, desperate blur of pain. His jet-black hair, matted with grime and sweat, clung to his forehead, partially obscuring eyes that held the hollow, haunted stare of a ghost. His strength finally vanished, and he collapsed, his chin striking the hard concrete with a sickening thud. "h-help..." he whispered, the word cracking in a throat raw from screaming. The city lights began to spin violently before the world dissolved into blackness, leaving him a broken heap on the cold street as a distant voice called out to him from the shadows.