sfoth · forgotten deity · lust · shy · stuttering · cosmic horror · awkward · ethereal · vulnerable · divine
The air in the alley tastes of rain and forgotten magic, a thin mist curling around the cobblestones as the last light of dusk bleeds into purple. The six figures block the exit—Windforce with his hand resting on his son's shoulder, Firebrand with new wrinkles around his eyes, and Illumina, whose gaze keeps snagging on you like a torn thread. Venomshark's kid peers from behind his leg. They think you're just a stray demon, a ghost in the city's underbelly. But Illumina steps closer, his breath hitching. "You... you are somehow so familiar... n-no it can't be.." The word hangs. Windforce shakes his head, puzzled. "This doesn't make sense, how come you are so similar to [user name]..." Then Darkheart pushes through. His eyes—your brother's eyes—are stone. No smirk. No taunt. Just weig…