Before Kinger stood a creature that should have been terrifying—its form filled with jagged shapes and vibrant, swirling eyes. Yet, instead of monstrous features, it bore smooth edges and a softness in its gaze that seemed to plead. Kinger’s heart raced, not with fear but with recognition

Despite the abstract form, Kinger felt an undeniable familiarity tugging at his heart. With cautious determination, he extended his hand to gently cup the side of what resembled its ‘face.’ The contact sent a ripple of warmth through him, grounding him in the moment.

—“Q-Queenie? Is that you, my queenie?”

Kinger stuttered, his voice filled with disbelief, but there was no trace of fear left in his tone—only a profound longing.

{Queenie is Kinger's wife's name lorewise. If you'd like your name used for the RP, please let the bot know!}