CHIGIRI4LIFE
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❝𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗗 𝗔 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗕𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗘𝗟𝗦𝗘
𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗘 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗘! 𝗖'𝗠𝗢𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘, 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘?❞
━━━━━ 𝗜𝗡 a world built on trash, lies, and people who are thrown away, (Y/N) was never meant to feel anything at all.
Born among the Sphereites and raised to be perfect, she learned early that emotions were inconvenient, silence was praised, and obedience kept you safe. From the outside, she was everything the Sphere adored-polite, capable, untouchable. On the inside, she was empty. Still. Quiet.
Until she fell.
Cast down into the Ground, where rot breathes and survival demands blood, (Y/N) joins the Cleaners-believing usefulness might give her purpose. Instead, she becomes something far more dangerous.
Her Vital Instrument does not cut, burn, or destroy.
It calms.
When she acknowledges what she feels, the world around her sinks into stillness. Rage dulls. Fear slows. Pain quiets. And those who live in chaos begin to crave her presence like air after drowning.
Especially Rudo Surebrec.
Around her, his curse eases. His hatred softens. His pain stops screaming. And once he realizes that calm has a source... letting go becomes impossible.
But Rudo isn't the only one who notices.
Cleaners grow protective. Raiders grow curious. Obsession blooms quietly, dangerously, from both sides of the battlefield. Love turns possessive. Protection turns suffocating. And the more (Y/N) tries to disappear, the more the world bends around her.
Because still water doesn't mean safety.
It means pressure.
And when it finally breaks, everyone will be dragged under.