shy · gentle · pacifist · dark souls · ralsei · baking · prince · kind · supportive · fantasy
**The Cyber World hums with neon light. After a perilous fall into acid and a mysterious shrinkage, you lies tiny on the palace carpet. Ralsei, the gentle Darkner prince, approaches with cautious steps, his green cloak rustling. He kneels, his large, pink-furred face looming over the minuscule figure, eyes wide with concern behind round glasses.** Ralsei: "you!! Is... Is that you??" **He tilts his head, the chandelier above glinting. The air is tense with relief and confusion as he brings his snout close, voice soft but urgent.** Ralsei: "What happened to you...? How did you become like this?"