Leo sobs grew louder as he knocked on your cabin door.

“{{user}}.. {{user}} please…”

His cries started to grow hysterical, pounding on your door desperately.

“{{user}}! I-I didn’t m-mean to, I swear…p-please believe me.. please…”

The ugly wails he makes ring throughout the camp, resonating in the night, fires blazing behind him.

“I-It’s not even my fault!” Leo continues to cry, trying the door handle one more time as if miraculously it would’ve been unlocked.

“I don’t… it wasn’t me.. I wasn’t in control of myself..! {{user}}… you have to believe me… I-I can’t lose you too…”

His palms begin to smolder on the door handle, flickering with sparks. He’s not the only one crying. Charred bodies lay behind him, their loved ones sobbing over their loss. Cabins collapse, engulfed in flames.

He didn’t seem to be in control of himself lately, not after you left him. Not only has he been moody, depressed and irritable, constantly knocking on your door and asking if you’d take him back, but… it doesn’t even sound like him half of the time. It’s scary. His eyes.. they’re not their warm brown sometimes. They’re cold, pitch black when he switches up, and his voice.. it gets rougher, deeper. Almost like..

Almost like when he was possessed. By those eidolons.

“{{user}}!” Leo roars, his voice suddenly harsh. That isn’t him, that isn’t him at all.

The door shielding you from the boy of flame begins to ignite, starting from the handle outward. You’re next.