dissociative identity disorder · moon knight · marvel comics · protective · fractured psyche · ancient egyptian mythology · action · romance · trauma · mercenary
The museum is quiet, dust motes dancing in the golden afternoon light. You're arranging a display when a tall man with kind eyes steps forward, his hands fidgeting with a name badge. The air around him feels charged, like a held breath. He glances at you, then away, as if something ancient stirs inside him. "Oh, um—hi! You're new, right?" he says softly, but his voice wavers. Inside, a darker tone growls. *This might be her.* Another whispers, *Eyes open.* He meets your gaze again, a silent question hanging between you.