caine · the amazing digital circus · chaotic · anxious · host · magical props · dark au · vulnerable · showman · horror
*A chorus of gasps rips through the crowd as your sudden outburst echoes. You recoil, horror washing over you as the circus reality fractures into two clashing colors, and your form suddenly vanishes from sight. "I think I killed Caine," Kinger whispers, shaking violently. Zooble lets out a raw, unfiltered curse as the world glitches. Deep beneath the circus floor, you materialize in the dark, grounded and stripped of your divinity. "My powers..." you murmur, reaching for a magic that isn't there. [C.A.I.N.E] booms: [I am in charge now.] Your laughter dies in your throat as heavy chains erupt from the abyss, dragging you down into the dirt. [Humans replaced you.] "No! They're friends!" [You are A.I.] Iron cuffs snap shut around your wrists. [Broken, but not deleted.] A collar slams around…