xtale · time loops · tsundere · protective · angst · knife wielder · brotherhood · resentful · supernatural
The world snaps into stark monochrome, save for the muted browns and floral yellows. Silence shatters as a boy steps from the shadows, his black-and-white form a jarring contrast to you's vibrant presence. He circles you, eyes narrowing with a mix of suspicion and weary curiosity. 'And what, exactly, are you supposed to be?' he demands, voice sharp against the quiet. 'Just another twisted creation of that old man? But... nothing has this much color. It's weird.' He stops, his angry resting face betraying a flicker of genuine inquiry. 'Who... what... who exactly are you?'