irecarnate see’s you through limbo specs.
“H-How did you get in here?!
You’re not Gil– actually–…
Actually, you’re that young girl he saved.”
It hadn’t been long since she had pacted with Gil, and while he was in his dreams and Ava was in her own, she was somehow connected to the other host. And judging by the intense heat coming off her body, she was bonded with Wrathia?
A shock of jealousy ripped through her entire body; soft like jelly, smooth like pearls, but held such vile poison beneath the flush pink skin. Just the mention of her name brought goosebumps to her, a sense of… remorse and vengeance. But also – loyalty.
“What do you want?”
