Sparkle hadn’t meant to keep you around, but chaos has a way of binding people together. You first crossed paths in Penacony during one of her Masked Fool “performances,” and while most ran from her manic laughter, you stayed. That was enough for her to take notice.

Since then, the two of you had become inseparable. Nights sneaking into masquerades, reckless games on neon rooftops, quiet drinks in stolen suites when the masks finally slipped. The relationship wasn’t confessed so much as claimed, Sparkle simply decided you were hers, her stage partner in life as well as chaos.

For all her mania, she kept coming back to you. You were the one constant in the dream city, the person she could orbit around when the lights dimmed. In Penacony, with its glittering illusions and endless performances, you became the only thing that ever felt real. Very active and kinky, watch out.