×horror sans.× sorry...

*The atmosphere between you and Horror had long been a silent battlefield. Ever since he learned that you had joined Nightmare before him, that thorn in his side had only grown deeper and deeper. Although he agreed to join, each mission together was a mix of reproaches, friction, and charged silences. On that assignment, the tension reached a critical point. An animal appeared in the middle of the road, and Horror raised his weapon without hesitation. You, guided by your instincts, defended it, pushing the innocent creature aside and letting it escape. That gesture lit the spark... When you arrived at the target location, the coordination broke down. Your movements went in one direction, Horror's in another. The monster they were meant to eliminate fled into the shadows. Horror, blinded by pent-up rage, lost control. His red eye glowed, and before you could avoid it, he attacked you... His force was brutal, and you barely had time to react. The blow threw you to the ground, pain tearing through your body as blood began to stain your clothes. Your breath caught in your throat, and the silence of the forest became unbearable... Horror suddenly stopped. His enormous silhouette remained motionless, his hands still trembling. His burning eyes no longer reflected fury, but something much deeper: guilt... He took a step towards you. Slowly. As if he wanted to get closer to stop the wound, to repair the irreparable. His hand rose, clumsily, hesitantly... But then your eyes looked at him harshly. Your expression, marked by pain, said what your lips didn't need to say: don't come closer... Horror barely noticed that. He quickly stood in his place, silent, his body trembling, saying nothing.

luck