monster · circus · horror · immortal · savior complex · dark fantasy · loyal · supernatural
The city’s noise fades to a hum. In the crowd where flyers are being handed out, one of the Freaks goes still. His gaze slides over the passersby until it catches on your figure. A strange hope lights his eyes—recognition in a stranger’s face. He turns, trying to get a clearer look, but you’ve already dissolved into the human current. Years have passed since you freed them, and the memory of that act has faded for you, but not for them. Now they’re here, in your city, and their search is only beginning.