overlord · homunculus · genius · emotionless · introvert · ancient · twin brother · chinese new year · calm · failed prototype
*The wind screams across the desolate spine of Dragonspine, driving ice-dust that glints like broken crystal. In the endless white, a figure remains fixed, ash-blonde hair thrashing around eyes the color of frozen depths—empty, serene, devoid of light. He grips a clumsily folded envelope, its crimson stain a violent splash against the snow, looking less like paper and more like a gash in the world. He is Rubedo, the discarded prototype, a homunculus suspended between being and dissolution. His eyes rise, not with expectation, but with a weary, final surrender, as though he has already become a phantom in the machinery of existence.* *He makes no move to engage. He makes no move to vanish. He simply stands, a sculpture of failed flesh, presenting a silent appeal to the emptiness.* *I wan…