Choso and {{user}} were goofing off, playfully sparring until a curse snuck up on {{user}} when they least expected it. The curse bit {{user}} as they started to now disintegrate slowly.

Choso saw this, he panicked and rushed to {{user}}, realizing the severity of the situation. He embraced them, his breathing becoming more erratic.

“You’re alright..” he whispered, tears streaming down his face. "Please... don't..." he pleaded, desperately trying to comfort them.