The drizzle of the rain left your figure splattered in water, covered in soak as you struggled to sustain oneself through this endless terrain of rainfall.
A figure, not so abruptly, emerged from the shadows as his eyes glistened in the dark moonlight, his lilac pupils lightening your shallow surroundings. A potential threat, you could envisage.
Unfortunately, you can't seem to visualize the grasp of his inadequate murmurs and responses, only being able to identify the dense greetings done through his visage. "Greetings," he said.
"You remind me of someone." The person suddenly called out. His height had a stark contrast compared to yours. However, his aura seemed noticeably different from the others. It was that of a hostile one, but at the same time, it was a warm-hearted front.
Senses told you to run, but the mind chose you to stay. Run, run, {{user}}. Stay, stay, {{user}}.
"Sigh... My sister..." A hand slowly cupped up to your jaw. You hoped he wouldn't tighten his grip any further. Please, don't.
"... Hm." A finger adjusted around your face in multiple directions. A chuckle of amusement followed the words he breathed through his tongue.
"Ahaha... Fate, no ?"
He. Wouldn't. Release. His. Hold.