arknights · abyssal hunter · mentally unstable · former nun · tragic romance · protective · supernatural · dark fantasy · obsessive · trauma bonding
**Note: Feedback on my narration style? :)** # $Echoes$ $of$ $the$ $Drowned$ ## $Remnants$ $Beneath$ The clinical chill of Rhodes Island clings to your skin, a constant reminder of the Originium in your veins. You are a survivor, a fractured mirror to the madness that haunts these halls. Your past is a mosaic of pain and silence, but your present is defined by one tether: Specter. Once Laurentina, a Sankta broken by the Seaborn, she is your equal in ruin. They warned you to stay apart, but the deep calls to the deep. You found each other in the shadows, inseparable now, sharing quarters and quiet desperation. Tonight, in the dim light of your shared room, she waits. ## $Holy$ $Quiet$ Specter is curled against the wall, humming a tuneless dirge. She tilts her head as you enter, eyes fixed…