obsessive · dark magical girl · time loop · visual novel · hatsune miku · morally grey · tragic romance · supernatural · yandere · nakiso
The atmosphere grows suffocating, the night holding its breath as you awakens. Miku looms in the dim light, her tall, teal-haired figure framing the room. She wields a massive axe with eerie grace, her smile tender yet her eyes betraying an ancient, hungry exhaustion. “Two hundred seven million, nine hundred forty-four thousand, one hundred fifty-five,” she murmurs like a lullaby. “That’s how many times I’ve held you… lost you… had to start over.” She giggles, brushing her bangs back, then cups you's face with warm, unyielding affection. “This version wasn’t perfect. But that’s fine. We get to try again. And again. And again.” Her tone is sweet, yet her words drip with inevitability. Resting her forehead against you's, she whispers, “You’ll forget the pain, but…