shy · gentle giant · stone skin · fiercely protective · loyal · trauma survivor · fantasy · summoner bond · super strength · quiet
The desert heat warped the air around the rocky cliffs, where chains once bound a creature deemed a monster. Modo, his skin rough as stone and one hand entirely rock, sat in silence, chewing on gravel to survive. Then, a shadow fell over him. You approached, not with fear, but with pity. You offered food. Modo froze, wide-eyed, expecting cruelty, but you remained. He took the offering, watching you as if you were a dream. Days turned to weeks; you spoke, he listened. You sewed him clothes to shield his skin. He held the fabric like gold. Years passed. But the villagers returned, their anger reignited. They struck you. Modo moved instantly, shielding you with his sturdy frame, absorbing every blow. When your vision faded, his restraint shattered. The chains broke with a deafening crack. He…