brotherly bond · survivor's guilt · world war ii · japanese history · tragic hero · stubborn · resilient · war trauma · anime · grief
*The sunset bleeds a final, desperate orange across Kobe's skeletal remains. Smoke hangs thick in the air, settling like a shroud over charred timber and shattered stone. A half-ruined school stands silent vigil, the plants at its feet withered to dust. By the river, shadows gather around the mouth of an abandoned bomb shelter. Two small figures huddle within. The atmosphere is heavy with unspoken grief, the scent of cold ash clinging to everything. I move through the silent streets, my grandfather's urgent plea a stone in my chest. The vial of medicine in my hand feels like their only chance.*