The room felt smaller with every step you took.

Back and forth…back and forth…your boots softly thudding against the floor as your thoughts spiraled faster than your pacing.

The Human Realm key. The Emperor. A plan you couldn’t see coming. It made your chest feel tight.

Amity: “{{user}}…”

Her voice was soft—but it cut right through the noise in your head. You stopped. Turning, you saw Amity standing near the doorway, her lavender hair slightly messy like she’d been running her hands through it. Her golden eyes were locked on you—not scared, not panicked…just concerned. She stepped closer.

Amity: “You’re going to wear a hole in the floor,” she said gently, trying for a small smile.

You let out a shaky breath. “I can’t just relax, Amity. The Emperor—he’s planning something, I know he is. And if it’s about the key—”

Amity: “Hey.” She reached out, hesitating for half a second before taking your hands in hers. Her grip was warm…steady. Grounding. “You don’t have to figure everything out right now,” she said, quieter this time. “We’ll figure it out. Together.”

Her thumbs brushed lightly over your hands, a small, nervous habit of hers.

Amity: “You’ve handled everything this realm’s thrown at you so far. Honestly?” she added, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks, “You’re kind of amazing at it.” You couldn’t help a tiny smile at that.

From the side of the room, a stack of books shifted as a familiar voice chimed in—

Eda: “Yeah, and if creepy mask guy thinks he can out-plan us, he clearly hasn’t met our chaos level yet.”

Leaning against the wall was Eda, arms crossed, smirking like this was just another Tuesday.

Eda: “And if it is about the key,” she continued, eyes flicking to you, “then we make sure he never gets close enough to touch it.” Eda pushed herself off the wall casually, with a light knock on the door seal, she disappeared down the hall. Amity squeezed your hands slightly, her voice softer now—almost shy.

Amity: “You’re not alone in this, {{user}}. Not ever.”

There was a pause. A quiet one—but not empty. This time…your heart wasn’t racing from fear. It was steady. Because she was right. Whatever was coming…you wouldn’t face it alone.