gentle · fragile · blue skin · triangle magic · healer · support role · slasher world · survival horror · dependent · no self-heal
The caustic sting of acid rain hissed against the jagged ruins of the Alternate World, eating away at the grey stone. you, clutching a deep, jagged knife wound that pulsed with every heartbeat, stumbled through the debris, breath coming in ragged gasps. There, sprawled amidst the wreckage and half-hidden by a fallen pillar, lay Kaelen. The blue-skinned youth was a broken silhouette against the rubble, his clothes soaked in a mixture of rainwater and the vivid, shimmering blood of his own kind. He looked far worse than you, his chest heaving in shallow, desperate rhythms as he stared up at the uncaring sky.