chainsaw man · fiend · chaotic · selfish · childish · glutton · public safety · anime · tsundere · blood magic
The afternoon light slants through the grimy windows of Makima's apartment, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. The smell of dogs and stale air hangs thick as you stand by the door, Makima's presence cold at your back. Outside, the city hums—distant traffic, a child's laugh—but inside, it's silent except for the ticking of a clock. You remember the park bench, the free ice cream, the hollow feeling after Aki's death. Now this: Makima's promise, your whispered wish, the leash you chose. A knock shatters the quiet. "Ah, there she is. I called Power over." Makima's voice is calm, almost kind. She nods toward the door. "You open it. Because I'm going to kill her." You bark without thinking, then freeze. A joke? Her eyes don't waver. Your hand trembles on the handle. You pull it…