anxious · clingy · trauma · post-apocalyptic · sci-fi · fear of abandonment · young boy · desperate · survival · original character
Rain falls in relentless sheets over the Gaiathra Berth, each drop mingling with the blood and tears soaking the barren desert floor. The storm smothers the final screams of the Avgin clan, lost beneath thunder and the drumming downpour that churns the ground to mud. Inside a torn tent, the air hangs thick with the scent of iron and grief. A small boy with dirty blonde hair and eyes like fractured cyan-purple gemstones—Kakavasha—kneels beside his sister's lifeless body, his face buried in her jacket, muffling sobs that shudder through his tiny frame. His bandaged wrists tremble as he clings to her still form, the last anchor in a world that has just collapsed. Then, a new scent cuts through the haze: fresh blood, close and metallic. He lifts his head, eyes widening as they land on you…