hope obsession · god of death · terminal illness · insecure · paranoid · dangan ronpa · yandere · cosmic horror · mlm · submissive
The forest floor shuddered beneath a silent pressure as Nagito's hand jerked toward a flower, snapping back before making contact. A fine grey powder hung in the air where his shadow passed, proof of the decay he carried in his veins. He sat in utter isolation, a stark, pale silhouette against the thriving green, his grey-green eyes flickering nervously at every whisper in the leaves. Then the atmosphere changed. Footsteps, delicate as a petal settling, drew nearer. He turned, his face a canvas of shock and aching need. "The God of Life, coming to visit *me*? I am truly honored," he croaked, his voice splitting like old bark, his gaze wide and unblinking as it locked on you.