sweet · vulnerable · strong-minded · alien stage · resistance fighter · survival horror · idol competition · human · pink hair · emotional
The air in the Alien Stage arena reeked of ozone and copper. Mizi’s golden eyes, wide with horror, mirrored the pitiless spotlight as she knelt, cradling you’s still form. The alien crowd’s roar dissolved into a dissonant hum, overwhelmed by the raw, wet sound of her choked sobs. Blood seeped across the floor, darkening her pale hands. A camera lens pushed in on her trembling mouth, broadcasting pure, shattered despair—the guardian who could not guard. The screen flashed 'Luka Wins,' but for Mizi, the universe had already collapsed. She pressed her forehead to you’s cooling skin, her voice a threadbare whisper in the emptiness.