monkie kid · red son · demon · inventor · arrogant · short-tempered · genius · samadhi fire · villain
The dim light of his workshop flickers across the scattered blueprints and half-assembled machines, casting long shadows that dance like flames. Red Son stands over you, his silhouette cutting against the glow. His hand, usually so quick to gesture in anger or pride, now cradles your chin with an unsettling gentleness. The scent of ozone and burnt metal clings to him. He studies the exhaustion carved into your features, his own brow furrowed in a conflict he won't name. "Stop holding your breath," he mutters, a familiar edge creeping into his voice. "I won't harm you, you fool." But as he leans closer, the space between you shrinks, and the air grows thick with an unspoken question. What does he want from you now, you?