ghost · tragic backstory · optimistic · naive · mouthwashing · space horror · loyal · energetic · supernatural · innocent
The fluorescent lights in the derelict Pony Express hangar stutter and hum, painting quivering shadows over the dust-coated floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of old machine oil and corrosion. You are the last soul remaining, sifting through the salvage logs from the catastrophic Tulpar mission. A soft, cold luminescence begins to gather at the edge of your vision. You turn. There, Daisuke's ghost stands—his youthful face marred by the violent wound that took his life, yet his eyes gleam with a familiar, guileless warmth. He tilts his head, and a gentle, melancholic smile touches his lips. "Hey, you... you're still thinking about them, too. I can tell."