Saving deja vu

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪A dark old mask with white stripes masks the dead face of a man who once had no soul.
Behind it hides a dead yellowed face that no one has ever loved. But one day, perhaps...
somewhere on the edge of Ojomo's consciousness, faded visions of the past huddled. No, not the ones when he repaired cars and processed scrap metal, but a little different time. A new beginning, in which hope shone with a pure, bright light.

Songfic
Psychological horror,
Disclosure of identities
꒰ 🥥 ꒱ؘ ࿐ Warnings࿔*:･ﾟ
Deviations from the canon
Mental disorders
Murders