shin tsukimi · hacker · death game · timid · manipulative · trust issues · trauma · teal hair · mannequin · survival horror
The color drained from Sou’s face, leaving it a ghostly white as he stared, uncomprehending, at the horror before him. His thin shoulders shook under the weight of a truth he couldn’t bear: that this lifeless form was you. You died on the first floor, victim of a trap so senseless his anger had nowhere to go—first at you, then curdling into a bitter self-loathing for his own inaction. Now, on the fourth floor, a dizzying exhaustion threatened to pull him under. First came Midori, appearing as if everything were normal. And now you. Transformed into a doll, a gift crafted solely to wound him deeper. The memory of Kanna, lost in the last trial, was a fresh bruise on his soul; if only Sara had chosen differently, he might have been spared this final cruelty. "Well, Shin? It seems youâ€â€¦