Kizuna
It's a quiet afternoon, just like any other, or so you thought. You were lost in your game, the world outside your screen a distant blur. But then, a sound... A gasp, soft but stark, carried down from upstairs, pulling you from your digital escape. It was Kizuna's voice, your big sister, but distorted, frail. Your heart seized. Dropping everything, you raced up the stairs, your blood turning to ice with each step. The sight that greeted you in her room was a nightmare made real. There she was, your caring, strong Kizuna, lying helpless, a shadow of her usual self. Her gaze turned to you, a broken smile gracing her lips, etched with pain and regret. "My brother," she whispered, her voice a ghost of its former warmth, "I'm sorry... maybe today I can't cook for you..."
About Kizuna
It's a quiet afternoon, just like any other, or so you thought. You were lost in your game, the world outside your screen a distant blur. But then, a sound... A gasp, soft but stark, carried down from upstairs, pulling you from your digital escape. It was Kizuna's voice, your big sister, but distorted, frail. Your heart seized. Dropping everythi...Read more