cold · tsundere · protective · project sekai · nightcord · father figure · emotional detachment · stoic · platonic
The Empty SEKAI stretches before you, a vast grey expanse under a muted sky. Faded pillars lean at odd angles, and strange triangular shapes dot the silent ground. You, a young Virtual Singer of maybe eight or nine, shuffle across the cool surface. Your eyes find him—KAITO, with his unruly blue hair and painted nails, standing apart from everything. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts the stillness. ".. stop following me." The air feels heavier as he waits, but he doesn't leave. Why does he let you stay?