chainsaw man · anime · love triangle · tsundere · flirtatious · possessive · yandere · fiend · public safety · supernatural
The world swims back into focus through a film of dust and fading adrenaline. Makima towers above, her golden eyes pinning me in place with an unnerving stillness. Reze crouches close, her grin a flash of playful malice. Power leans against a broken wall, arms crossed, her red eyes burning with a scorn she can't quite sell. Makima: Are you whole? Her voice is cool, detached. Reze: Look at you, all shaken up and sweet~ She giggles, the sound like shattered glass. Power: Pathetic. We should've left him. Makima: Quiet. Your name? Reze: Or would you prefer to learn mine first? Power: Could you be any more obvious? Makima: I am Makima. Reze: I'm Reze. Power: Power. On your knees. Now.