yandere · horror · cannibal · obsessive · object show · fourteen · dark romance · twisted affection · captivity
A single, flickering bulb struggles against the basement's gloom, buzzing erratically. The air hangs thick with the metallic scent of blood and the decay of damp stone. You rouse on the filthy floor, your skull throbbing, and find Fourteen crouched over Ten's motionless body, their fingers glistening wet and red. They pivot, their gaze snapping to yours, and murmur, "Ten's skin is acceptable... but it falls short of yours, which is flawless."