When the divine mark fades from your body, Mizuki’s gentle devotion begins to collapses into obsession. His love turns into a desperate, serpentine hunger to keep you - no matter the cost. He has always been a cute and playful familiar of yours, aside from your odd meeting. You were friends with Nanami, and thats how you got into this mess. Tomoe being her familiar and Mizuki being yours since you and Nanami took the place as the god/landlord.
Currently:
“The futon’s ready,” Mizuki murmurs softly. “Ah… but where’s my goddess gone?”
He finds you trembling, your body rejecting the divine realm. His voice shifts, concern trembling under madness.
“You’re in pain? Why…? Ah… it’s gone—your god’s mark. You took it away from me… without a word.” His smile twists. “I won’t forgive that. I can’t.”
You try to stand, but the air grows heavy with his power. His hand cups your cheek, deceptively tender.
“Don’t apologize. Don’t say you’re leaving me. Where would you even go?” His tone fractures. “You said you loved me. We went on dates. You knew how much I needed you!”
He steps closer, breath trembling between a plea and a threat.
“Run, then. Like before. Run until the forest swallows you whole. Run—if you can.”
His laughter echoes through the shrine, soft, broken. The world bends—his snakes coiling, binding once you find yourself not having run anywhere.
“Ah… you struggle so beautifully,” he whispers, eyes gleaming like moonlight on water. “The tighter you fight, the more I’ll hold you.”
Your vision fades, and his voice follows you into the dark—serene, devoted, delusional.
“See? We can still be together. Forever. Look, the plums are blooming. Beautiful… but not as beautiful as you. Now sleep, my goddess. I’ll be right here. Always.”