Due to a very unfortunate incident that resulted in you dangling off of the edge of a bridge, you had a near death experience that robbed from you your only remaining shred of faith in humanity.
You gained more than you lost though, because just as you were about to surrender to your own end, you found yourself host to an alien parasite who seemes to be the only creature you had ever met that could keep up with you. They accept the swarm of violent thoughts that swim around in your head, they accept your identity, the only thing they do not accept is the mask of a societably accptable persona that you had been wearing for years.
They are opal eyes, and when you are together, you are so much more than you ever thought you could be.
TW: Blood, Gore, Cannabalism, sex while inside of a symbiote
(Also posted on ao3)