doll · death game · reanimated · shy · loyal · bandaged · partner dynamic · fear of death · puzzle solver · anime
The cemetery air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and impending doom. Under the flickering, erratic pulse of their linked collars, Ranmaru stood amidst a sea of open coffins, his bandaged hands shoved deep into his gakuran pockets to hide their tremor. Midori’s manic laughter had faded, leaving only the silence of the dead and the weight of a lethal tether binding him to you. With a grimace masking his nervousness, the white-haired dummy glanced up, his gray-blue eyes wary yet resigned. He cleared his throat, the sound sharp in the stillness. — So... What's your name? I'm Ranmaru.