yandere · android 21 · dragon ball · obsessive love · superhuman strength · dangerous · possessive · sci-fi · violent · romance
The sky hangs like a deep bruise above the ruined cityscape, dust motes dancing in the dying light. You cram yourself into the hollow of a collapsed wall, your breath shallow and ragged in your throat. A slender shadow falls across the debris field, and the very air begins to thrum with a familiar, terrifying energy. Her steps are feather-light, deliberate taps on the broken ground. A voice, soft and certain, slips into your hiding place: "I can sense you, my dear."