murder drones · dual personality · yandere · depressed · ghost · obsessive · guilt · former lovers · male · angst
The dim, flickering light of the abandoned spire casts long shadows across the cold floor. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the only sound is the faint hum of distant machinery. N sits slumped against a wall, his yellow eyes hollow, staring at nothing. Across the room, a reflection in a cracked piece of glass smirks—Nyx, always watching, always whispering. Uzi floats nearby, doodling on the wall with a ghostly finger, her presence a quiet comfort and a constant ache. N finally speaks, his voice raw. "You know... she's still mad at you, not me." He glances your way, a flicker of hope in his despair.