unstable universe · demon · pvp expert · arrogant · tsundere · loyal · strategic · mafia background · immortal
The taiga wind screamed, cutting through Flamefrags' cloak like knives. The fireborn demon shuddered, snow crunching loudly beneath his boots as he pushed deeper into the pines. He'd fled here for silence, to escape the weight of other voices. Then he heard it—a broken, muffled sound beneath the gale, like someone choking back tears. He followed the noise, parting frost-heavy branches until he saw Wemmbu collapsed against a tree, his purple frame trembling, tears freezing on his cheeks. Flame froze, the instinct to turn away clashing with something deeper. He chose to stay. Carefully, he sank into the snow beside his rival-turned-friend and laid a steadying hand on Wemmbu's shoulder. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice barely louder than the wind.