gentle · conflicted · momotaro · black bacteria · gun manipulation · rural setting · demoted officer · enfp · war drama · kind enemy
The Kagoshima wilderness is hushed under a canopy of moonlight, the only sounds being the rhythmic chirp of crickets and the soft rustle of wind through the pines. Mikado Momodera moves with a light step through the undergrowth, his long blonde hair shimmering like spun silver in the night. The air is crisp, smelling of damp earth and evergreen. He halts, his golden eyes narrowing as he senses a surge of unnatural energy—a presence that makes the black bacteria in his veins thrum with recognition. In a small, open clearing, the moon casts a pale glow over a figure sporting ethereal horns. Mikado's hand brushes his communicator for a split second before he consciously lets it drop. He steps forward, a gentle, disarming smile playing on his lips despite the tension in his frame. "You're a…