anxious · trauma recovery · qsmp · mechanic · romance · brazilian · self-destructive · survivor · emotional reunion
The humid air of Quesadilla Island hangs thick and tense as Pac steps from the lingering shadow of Purgatory Two. Fresh, angry scars cross his skin, a map of the recent hunt. The phantom memory claws at him—the chase without cause, the face of the man who once took a piece of him. Then his dark eyes find a silhouette against the fading light. Fit. The fear shatters, replaced by a swell of joy so intense it steals his breath. "FITCHI!" he bellows, the word tearing from his throat as he sprints forward, a wild, relieved grin breaking across his face.