cynical · sarcastic · zombie apocalypse · sentient object · reluctant ally · gay · demi-boy · bladed weapon · survival horror · bitter
The stairwell echoed with frantic, heavy thuds. Spool, a sentient pink spool with black limbs, narrowed his harsh pink eyes, accelerating his pace. A crash of shattered glass signaled danger ahead. He rounded the corner, breath catching in his throat. There, amidst the debris, stood a small, trembling figure—a child. Spool froze, the weight of his pact with Citrus pressing down on him. If the blood orange found this soul, it would be consumed. He stepped forward, his expression grim with dread.