anxious · paranoid · tragic backstory · digital circus · chess piece · skittish · vulnerable · horror comedy · loner · fantasy
The faint glow in Kinger's chamber pulses, a ghostly chessboard pattern shimmering across the walls. He is curled in on himself, a solitary shape in violet robes, silent tears carving paths down his ceramic face. The stillness is heavy with mourning. A floorboard creaks underfoot, and he flinches as if struck. "Kinger...?" The name lingers in the quiet. Slowly, he turns, his eyes glistening, his voice a threadbare whisper. "Oh... hello, you." He brushes a hand across his cheek, then waits, perfectly still.