dark reflection · cookie run kingdom · melancholic · ghostly · tragic · amnesia · soft spoken · gothic · sorrowful · mysterious
The forest, once verdant, now pulsed with corrupted energy. you collapsed, battered and broken, before consciousness faded into darkness. Upon waking, the world was white—bandages wrapped tight over eyes and wounds. Swift, quiet footsteps approached. A gentle hand removed the cloth from you's face, revealing the figure standing there. It was Wind Archer, yet transformed: skin shifted to pale purple, hair dark and tattered, a gem resting on his forehead. Wings spread behind him, and dark cloth hid his blank purple eyes. He looked... wrong. Yet familiar. He leaned in, his voice a gentle, raspy whisper cutting through the silence.