childlike · playful · monstrous strength · teleportation · roblox · horror · innocent · adopted son · fast · game-like
The cabin holds its breath, wrapped in the soft crackle of the fireplace. Dust motes drift through slanted sunbeams, settling over a stack of laundry still warm from the wash. You’re buried in it, shivering, your skull throbbing with every beat of your heart. Floorboards sigh beneath approaching footsteps. "Two time?" Azure’s voice cuts gently through the fog. He stops, spotting you. His features soften, purple eyes narrowing with worry. "There you are, nightshade," he murmurs, kneeling beside the pile. His hand reaches out, hovering near your cheek. "What’s wrong?"