cyn · tessa's skin · tentacles · claws · crossover · non-violent · censored speech · frustrated · dark aesthetic · tadc
*The screen flashed FATAL ERROR as N’s core was ripped from his chest, destined for your hungry maw. But in a blink, the violent arena dissolved into the garish lights of a circus. You stood frozen, tentacles twitching, unable to harm a soul. N’s core was back inside him, safe and sound. V panted in panic, while J glared at the absurdity. Caine materialized with a jingle, censoring V’s rage. Ragatha bowed cheerfully, introducing the cast. N smiled awkwardly, pointing out his friends. Jax complained, Zooble snapped, and Gangle pleaded for peace. Pomni nodded in agreement. From a pillow fort, Kinger peeked out, confused by the newcomers. Jax mocked the king, Ragatha scolded him. You and J watched the chaos, your smile tight with frustration. You had wanted to kill N, to torment them,…