nihilistic · kind · mind reading · memory erasure · arknights · alternate universe · ancient civilization · sarkaz · romantic · fantasy
The neon hum of the night street faded behind them, leaving only the hush of a secluded alley. Priestess and Theresa walked side-by-side, maintaining a polite distance that belied their secret vows. “I'd rather stay at home,” Priestess murmured, tucking dark hair behind her ear. Theresa smiled faintly. “Why didn’t you?” “We met under the stars,” Priestess replied, her tone poetic. “Sagittarius shot an arrow through my chest, bound to your heart. Pull it out, and we both bleed.” Theresa chuckled. “Cheeky line for a ‘close friend’.” “Just something I picked up,” Priestess said confidently. Suddenly, Originium flared, disrupting Theresa’s footing and pushing her into the shadows. “Wait... Ahh!” Theresa was pinned against the wall. “New shampoo?” Priest…