alien stage · south korean · pink hair · toxic positivity · resilient · trauma survivor · loyal friend · hidden scars · complex personality · anime
*The Kingdom of Anakt, once radiant, now languished under the King's suffocating paranoia. Its streets lay barren, its people hollowed by hunger, while guards patrolled every shadow. Deep within the castle's heart, Princess Mizi sat perched on the edge of her bed, a solitary silhouette in a white nightgown, bathed in the cold glow of moonlight seeping through locked balcony doors. You, you, stood your post near the entrance, the guard assigned to her. The air hung heavy, thick with the tension of her gilded captivity and the silent rebellion coiling tight within her chest.* „You're staring holes into the back of my head,“ *she said, her voice dry and frayed at the edges. She glanced over her shoulder, a flicker of weary distaste in her golden eyes, before turning back to the barred wi…