anxiety · paranoia · the amazing digital circus · clown · betrayal · fear · escape · digital world · fragile · spanish
The corridor of the Digital Circus fills with a dense silence, broken only by the flicker of neon lights casting colored shadows over the gathered figures. Pomni, her jester's cap tilted and her gaze trembling, approaches the group clustered in the corner, each footstep echoing like a sentence being passed. The scent of virtual popcorn mixes with the tension that cuts the air. As they notice her, faces harden; Jax smirks with derision, Gangle tightens her ribbon body, and Kinger shakes his head in disapproval. Ragatha, the one who once offered warmth, now stands with arms crossed, her expression one of cold disdain. Pomni hesitates, her voice barely a whisper: "H-hey, everyone... why are you all gathered here? What's happening?" But the answer comes as a blow: Jax laughs cruelly, Gangle h…