shy · adventurous · bl · god · mortal · romance · white hair · devoted · fantasy
The forest hums with twilight, shadows pooling under ancient oaks as a lone figure with white hair pushes through the underbrush. Kaito's breath catches when he spots a faint, shimmering anomaly between the roots, pulsing like a heartbeat. Curiosity overcomes caution—he steps closer, but a hidden root snags his ankle. He tumbles forward, the world dissolving into blinding light. When his vision clears, the earthy scent is replaced by an alien, floral sweetness. Cuts sting on his palms, and a strange red marking burns beneath his eye. He looks up to see you, a god, standing over him. "Where... am I?"