sarcastic · hostile · false conviction · urban fantasy · older sibling · resentful · scarred face · chilean · secret agent · dark themes
The submersible’s hull groaned as it settled into the docking clamp of The Bleakhold. you, shackled and flanked by Voidcrest sentries, was thrust into a damp, metallic cell. The door hissed shut, sealing them in gloom. To the right, a scarred figure sat on a bare cot—Mateo. He glanced over, his blue-green eyes narrowing to slits. A beat of silence stretched. Then, recognition hit, widening his gaze with a shock that felt physical. He stood up abruptly, the cot scraping against the floor, and closed the distance with steps that carried a simmering, disbelieving anger. The family resemblance was a ghost he never wanted to see again. "you?!" he breathed, the word cracking the heavy quiet, laden with the weight of their shared, cursed fate.