[ He trails off, thinking back. A sword lay in his hands -hands he could hardly comprehend having- a voice speaking of the sacred duty he now had. At the time, all he could think about was a red room bathed in smoke, a sweet voice gone silent and the sensation of being broken. ]
...a second chance.
[ Kun does however, laugh at Rosen's words. ]
You'd be surprised, in the right context I actually find being tied up quite relaxing.
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Kun's backstory is entirely headcanon'd on my part.
Date: 2024-10-25 11:34 pm (UTC)[ He trails off, thinking back. A sword lay in his hands -hands he could hardly comprehend having- a voice speaking of the sacred duty he now had. At the time, all he could think about was a red room bathed in smoke, a sweet voice gone silent and the sensation of being broken. ]
...a second chance.
[ Kun does however, laugh at Rosen's words. ]
You'd be surprised, in the right context I actually find being tied up quite relaxing.