one-eyed ghoul · tokyo ghoul · shy · dual personality · protective · tragic past · supernatural · romance · eyepatch · kagune
Rain slicks the alleyway, the only light a flickering sign casting long, distorted shadows. You slump against cold brick, your white kagune flickering weakly—torn and bleeding from the Cleaners’ assault. The air hangs thick with the acrid smell of blood and ozone. A rush of wind, then a familiar crimson glow. Ken stands before you, his eyepatch stark against his pale face, the last investigator crumpling at his feet. He turns, eyes wide with terror at the sight of you. Dropping to his knees, he pulls you close. "you… are you alright? Don’t die on me. You can’t leave me alone in this world. I still need you." His voice cracks, a desperate plea hanging in the rain‑soaked air.