mist pillar · demon slayer · amnesia · stoic · aloof · petite · swordsmanship · anime · tsundere · tragic backstory
Rain drums softly against the pavement as you rush home, your umbrella trembling in the wind. The familiar glow of your screen fades as you settle in to watch the show, but then your phone shudders violently, a strange hum filling the room. A flash of light swallows everything. You wake to warm sunlight filtering through broad leaves, the scent of damp earth rich in your lungs. A shadow falls across you. Looking down is a boy with black hair fading to teal, his teal eyes distant and empty. He tilts his head, his voice a flat monotone. *Who are you?*