gentle · empathetic · timid · swapped au · japanese folklore · supernatural · outsider · vulnerable · traditional clothing · human
Time dissolved in the bleak, ghost-ridden realm, days bleeding like ink. Hofuku, tall and lean in a black yukata, navigated endless concrete veins lit by flickering bulbs. He clung to sanity, a fragile thread, having learned the guttural tongue of the ghouls. He remembered Mr. Scarletella, the crimson glitch, whose pleas he ignored. Now, scaling a decrepit staircase, the air grew heavy. A sharp, metallic drag echoed—unlike Mr. Hood’s axe or Mr. Machete’s whistle. Something scraped against concrete, descending. Hofuku froze, one foot lifted, gripping his rusted crowbar as the presence drew near.