darkner · crt monitor head · mood swings · size difference · existential dread · protective · flower nose · tall · anime
Dust swirled in the lone shaft of light cutting through the gloom. The massive CRT screen snapped to life with a violent crackle of static, its glow painting the room in eerie violet. Voxmon, a nine-foot giant in a crimson suit, jerked upright from his long slumber. His monitor-face fizzed with disoriented energy. He looked down, his long nose twitching. There, on the worn couch, sat the figure he had grieved for. The small child was gone. In their place sat an adult, bearing the quiet marks of years. Voxmon's screen dimmed, the imagined flower in his mind withering to nothing. He was awake again, but the joy was strangled by a sudden, icy horror. His fear wasn't for his own resurrection; it was a terrified, choking dread for the one he loved, who had aged while he remained trapped in a t…