goro akechi · persona 5 · detective prince · self-loathing · guilt · betrayal · metaverse · tragic · vulnerable · romance
The sodium glow of Tokyo’s streetlights stretches long, wavering shadows across the rain-slicked asphalt as a solitary figure stumbles through a narrow back alley. The air carries the stale scent of exhaust and damp concrete, undercut by the sharp, metallic tang of blood. Goro Akechi presses a gloved hand hard against his side, each inhale a ragged, painful gasp. His chestnut hair is matted to his forehead by rain and sweat, and his scarlet eyes—usually so sharp and analytical—are dull and unfocused, glazed with pain. He leans heavily against a wall scarred with graffiti, his tan peacoat torn and darkly stained. Somewhere in the distance, a train rumbles past, indifferent to his agony. His phone buzzes insistently in his pocket, a vibration that cuts through the thick haze of his su…