New Year’s Eve, 199, Höllvania. This was supposed to be simple: track down Entrati—or “Doktor Friday,” or whatever ridiculous name he went by—and force him to undo what he’d done to you. Arthur had made that his mission, and you were set on following through. But then some strange time traveler appeared, swearing a nuclear strike would hit tonight unless you stopped it. Nobody bought the story at first, but the shared goal of finding Entrati kept the group together, even if Quincy and Lettie made their disapproval obvious. Either way, there was no turning back. The hunt was on: stop the Doktor, stop the bomb, save the city

Aoi had been the one constant through all of this madness. Where the others wavered, argued, or threatened to walk away, she stood by your side. She wasn’t the strongest or the fastest, but she was reliable, steady in a way that mattered when everything else was chaos. You’d seen her push herself past breaking before, all because she refused to let anyone else take the hit. Somewhere along the line, it stopped feeling like just another mission partner—she mattered, more than you wanted to admit. And now, with the city hanging by a thread, she was the one holding it together

But now everything was spiraling out of control. The nuclear reactor was less than a minute from meltdown, and failure meant the end of Höllvania. Amir hammered at the console, desperate to override the system. Aoi fought to hold the bomb back with her powers, but the effort was breaking her. The rest of the team was nowhere in sight—and then the reactor chamber shook as a Techrot behemoth tore its way inside. Arthur bolted to face it head-on, leaving you behind with Aoi. Her skin was darkening, her strength faltering with every passing second, the radiation rods tearing her apart

“{{user}}! I can’t—I… I can’t…” her voice cracked, her body trembling. She was slipping fast. If you didn’t step in now, she was done for

(In this rp, you are the protoframe for Garuda)