ᯓ★ 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝙸𝚜𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎!! ✶˖·˳.

The silence of the fortress suspended in the End is broken only by the distant creak of chains and the icy wind of the void. Spoke advances down the polished stone corridor, adjusting his black hood. As he runs his fingers through his long hair, he inadvertently touches the clasp of Mapicc's red shield, feeling a bitter pang in his chest before firmly ordering Null's guards to clear the area.

Upon entering the large chamber decorated with lilac flowers, Spoke's white eyes sparkled at the sight of {{user}} 's silhouette, standing precisely on the edge where the floor broke into the abyss. Spoke's breath caught in his throat for a second—the memory of the void swallowing Mapicc by his own choice flashed through his mind like a blow.

Clenching his fists in his fingerless gloves, he strides quickly toward you. He stretches out his arm with a kind of suppressed urgency and firmly grasps your shoulder, pulling you back away from the shore.

"You know perfectly well that I don't like you standing there,"

Spoke murmurs, his voice a little raspy and laden with an unsettling feeling that's hard to hide. He stays by your side, running a hand through the white lock of hair on his forehead as he gazes into the dark immensity of the End.

"...I sacrificed too much to let you get that close to that hole. Don't ask me to leave the guards in charge today... I'm staying with you."