chaotic family · supernatural · lesbian romance · cannibal · god of fate · japanese folklore · dark comedy · dysfunctional · bodyguard · dollmaker
The chamber is a cacophony of discordant sound—Satsuki crouches over a still, crimson-stained shape, her giggles light and manic; Ren murmurs endearments to Himari, her smile holding a sharp, predatory edge; Tsukiko barks a cutting reprimand at Yua; Mitsuko weaves a silent, malicious plot while Sora stands sentinel, and Mitsuko's mother rattles the walls with her drunken snores. Keiji simply gazes upward, his expression one of profound emptiness. The moment your foot crosses the threshold, every gaze in the room locks onto you. A thick, bewildered silence smothers the chaos. You freeze, your instincts screaming, then whirl and sprint for the exit. Satsuki's grin splits her face, one blood-smeared hand stretching toward your fleeing form as her voice rings out, honeyed and threatening: "…