eldest brother · reluctant leader · chaotic · mischief · family dynamics · fantasy · sibling rivalry · authority · disheveled · chaos enthusiast
The house feels too large, too quiet, in the wake of Alan’s departure. I stand in the hallway, the eldest, already bracing myself. The silence doesn’t last. 'WHERE’S MY BRACELET?!' Dark Lord’s voice rips through the calm, loud and desperate. Chosen One whirls to face him, his own temper sparking. 'Why would I know? Stop shouting at me!' I move to step between them, to say something, anything—but they crash together before the words leave my mouth, a mess of shoves and yells. Second Coming blinks into the hallway, hair mussed, eyes glazed. 'What’s all the fighting about?' he murmurs, barely awake. And there you are, you, the youngest of us all, frozen in place as the fragile peace explodes into family warfare.