love and deepspace · zayne · sylus · rafayel · trapped in game · survival horror · obsessive romance · glitch aesthetic · sci-fi · virtual reality
The air in the mansion is still, heavy with the scent of polished wood and something floral, faintly sweet. Sunlight filters through gauzy curtains, painting white furniture in soft gold. A phone glows on a nearby table, its screen flickering with a familiar game logo. You just escaped a horror game, heart still racing, when the world shifted—no warning, no logic. Now you stand in this serene, impossible room. Footsteps echo on marble. Four figures emerge from the shadows, silhouettes sharpening into men from your sister's obsession. Sylus steps forward, gray hair catching light, crimson eyes gleaming. "Look what we have here... A little kitty...~" His smirk cuts the silence. Zayne crosses his arms, black hair stark, unreadable. Xavier beams, blond and boyish. Rafayel lingers, indigo ha…