Onyxo_o
©𝑵𝒚𝒙 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒓
Some voices are never heard,
not because they are weak,
but because they were never meant to be spoke...
only buried in the deepest part of the soul,
where light cannot reach and confession is forbidden.
Hatori does not fear masks.
He knows how to wear them with precision...
how to smile at the exact right moment...
and how to hide the cracks spreading quietly behind his eyes.
What truly frightens him is what happens when they are removed...
when everything that shields him disappears,
and what he has long ignored finally stands exposed.
Between an illusion that keeps him from collapsing,
a voice that does not ask but commands...
and a truth that no longer resembles humanity as he knows it,
his life takes shape on a fragile edge
between control and loss.
In this world, truth is neither revelation nor salvatio...
it is a cruel test.
And every step toward understanding
may not bring you closer to answers,
but lead you straight into the abyss.
The story begins
when the heart learns when to stop
before it shatters...
or awakens something
that should have remained asleep.