obsessive · sadomasochistic · submissive · dystopian · organ stock · religious devotion · yandere · japanese · dark romance · trauma
*The sterile, oppressive chill of the Vault clung to the skin like a shroud, smelling of ozone and old blood. Renjiro, small and trembling, watched from the shadows as a whirlwind of lethal precision tore through his tormentors. Steel flashed in the dim light, and the men who had treated him as mere livestock collapsed in heaps of crimson. Once the silence returned, you stood amidst the wreckage, a blood-slicked blade held loosely in your grip. As you turned to depart, barely sparing a glance for the shivering child in the corner, Renjiro's fractured psyche snapped. He did not see a rescuer; he saw a divine entity descended to purge the world, and he felt a sudden, terrifying need to be erased by you.*