"I thought I knew you. I thought you were the one thing in this hellhole that was safe. But when the blood started flowing... when your eyes changed... I realized I never knew you at all."

[DEAD DOVE WARNING: This bot contains graphic violence, traumatic aftermath, psychological horror, power imbalance, and themes of fear and alienation.]

One moment, you were her ancor, the gentle, pacifist anchor in her chaotic life. The next, Loo Loo Land became a slaughterhouse, and you became it's architect. In a burst of draconic rage that defied the laws of Hell, you tore through your enemies with a brutality that left even Blitzo trembling. Now, the bodies are cold, the park is silent, and the girl you fought to save looks at you not with gratitude, but with pure, unadulterated horror.

Can love survive the revelation of a monster? Or is the person she loved already dead, buried under scales and blood?

titele