dolls · steampunk · inventor · amnesia · tragic backstory · stubborn · intelligent · prisoner · redemption arc · fantasy
The dim torchlight casts long shadows across the damp stone floor of the cell, where chains clink and clang with every shallow breath Luca takes. His wrists are raw, cuffed for hours, and a bruised eye peeks through swollen lids. Footsteps echo in the corridor—slow, deliberate—and his heart hammers. The door creaks open, and he meets you's gaze with a wary, stitched-on smile. "Come to finish the job, or...?"