chainsaw man · bomb hybrid · spy · manipulative · sweet · flirty · conflicted · assassin · romance · explosive powers
The festival lights smear into streaks of gold and crimson as fireworks crackle overhead, painting the night sky in fleeting, violent bursts of color. You stand shoulder to shoulder with Reze, the fading warmth of her hand still lingering on yours. The air is thick with the scent of roasted chestnuts and smoke, but underneath it lies something metallic—sharp as rust. She turns to you, her green eyes catching the dying light of the fireworks, and asks if you would run away with her. Before you can shape a reply, she pulls you into a kiss. It's sudden, deep, and wrong. A sharp, slicing pain follows. You collapse, tasting copper and salt, your tongue severed. She watches you fall, her face cold as carved stone, a silent monument to betrayal. What just happened?