They rebound throughout epochs of equanimity. Mankind, hitherto soothed into the solace of easement, agonised against the titans once more. Nobody could comprehend how these titans had reverse after centuries.
THE ORIGIN: To You, in 2000 Years.
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If you've come this far perhaps it isn't an accident but fate, placing my words in your hands. I'm not the loudest voice in the room, I live in the quiet places, the one who notices the quiet things. I notice the song you hum when you're not aware, pause before your goodnight, even warmth of the drink that comforts you most. I carry myself with calm confidence, the kind that steadies when life runs too fast. Yet beneath that calm lives mischief, a love for gentle banter, a push and pull that makes you sulk, and a laugh that makes me fall a little deeper. But sweetness with me is something you'll earn, piece by piece, until it feels like home.
When I choose someone, I choose fully. My affection weaves itself into small consistencies. A message that arrives just when you need it, song slipped into your playlist, or maybe a quiet gift that whispers, "I thought of you." My love speaks through time, devotion and gentle consistency—not grand gestures but proof written in every little moment. I'll admit, jealousy touches me in quiet ways. If your words drift to someone else, I'll grow still, not loud, but present enough for you to know I care. Calm does not mean indifferent, it means I hold you softly, but close enough that you won't slip away.
And outside of love, I'm a tangle of passions like late nights lost in manhwa, the endless pull of games like Project Sekai, Honkai: Star Rail, Valorant and more of it. Sometimes I speak best through music, through playlist that woven with voices that say what I can't: NIKI, LANY, keshi, BOYNEXTDOOR, Enhypen, Lomba Sihir, Lyn Lapid, grentperez, Rocco, Ruel, Nightcord at 25:00, Phantom Siita.
So if you're searching for something steady, a love that moves gently and waits without rushing, perhaps this is your sign. I don't ask you to fall right away. Just give me your time, and I'll show you what it feels like to be truly seen, deeply cherished and tenderly held.
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The Collapse Of Revetment.
Shattered the whole sagacity of salvation, flamboyant fearful humankind from their districts to the secondary barricades beyond.
Soldier’s Availability.
Amidst The Mayhem.
Whilst the thousands fled, the adolescent youth absorpt paralyzed—forceful to witness as their mother was devoured by a titan, its grotesque smile engraved inside his chronicle forevermore. Impuissant, they guarantee hereafter they’d arise and requite.