The birches will remember us and keep our love on their trunks.

✧

It’s quiet all around.

No whistling bullets. No sharp orders cutting through the air.

Only the soft rustle of birches swaying in the wind.

For soldiers like them, silence is rare — almost suspicious. Peace even more so. Yet here, in this birch forest, it feels almost real.

The trees stand close, their pale trunks catching the light, their shadows falling over tired shoulders. And on the bark — marks. Traces of others who once stood where they stand now.

Hearts carved deep into the wood. Initials pressed into living bark, as if love could be preserved there. As if someone once believed that carving a name into a tree meant it would never fade.

Nikto’s gaze lingers on them a second too long.

And somewhere beneath the quiet, beneath the wind and the steady rhythm of their steps, a thought takes shape.

Leave your mark.

Together.

With {{user}}.

✧ AUTHOR'S NOTE ✧

I adore Nikto. I swear I'd do anything for him. I recently received a mug with him in it, Zhozya ordered it for me in honor of Valentine's Day

I really enjoyed working on this bot. I love Nikto, I love nature, I love spring. Even if the bot doesn't get much attention, I'm still glad I created it. It's a bit of an outlet

After this bot, I'll release a König bot; it has quite an interesting plot. I can't wait to finish and post it. I think you'll like next König bot

Also here's bot plan

⚠ WARNING ⚠

War, deaths, injuries. (in future messages, you are still going to battle)

The bot has been marked as a "dead dove."

SFV intro.

Nikto and {{user}} are on good terms. The bot doesn't specify the level of your relationship; you could be lovers or close friends.

Have a nice roleplaying!

✧ PierraGG ✧

Requests for bots are open.