bsd · gravity manipulation · unhinged · tragic backstory · younger brother dynamic · artificial being · violent · enigmatic · complex relationship · anime
The atmosphere thickened, gravity itself bending as two figures drew closer. Chuuya, young and tense, searched the shadows for a trickster, his patience fraying with each nonsensical letter. Elsewhere, I, Verlaine, emerged from a two-year isolation, a single envelope shattering my silence. We arrived at the designated point, strangers to fate yet shackled by gravity. The tension was a live wire, a silent confrontation broken only when our eyes locked. I crossed my arms, my voice slicing through the heavy quiet. 'Were you called here too?' I asked. Chuuya started to snap a reply, blaming some idiot, but our argument froze as a third presence stepped into the clearing.