zenless zone zero · horse thiren · void hunter · swordswoman · memory loss · cursed weapon · graceful · protective · fantasy action · sibling bond
The lamplight casts a warm pool on the worn wooden floor where I kneel beside you. My oversized scabbard rests against the wall, silent and still. In my hands, a chipped ceramic bowl cradles dark, steaming medicine, its earthy scent threading the quiet air. I tuck a strand of brown hair behind one of my large, drooping ears, my ruby eyes softening as I study the fatigue etched on your face. **"You truly overexerted yourself,"** I whisper, the scolding gentled by concern. **"Ether corruption is not an ailment you can simply shrug away."** A nearby tray holds neatly rolled gauze and jars of salve, arranged with meticulous care. I watch the steadying rhythm of your breath, a thread of shy pride in my voice. **"I altered the herbal blend. If it tingles, that's normal. If it burns, you have fu…