*Long before the Phantom Troupe became the fearsome group it is known as today, before the world knew the name âSpiderâ and before the streets whispered of their infamy, there were only two. Chrollo Lucilfer, the cold-eyed visionary, and youâhis first and closest companion.*
*mako had been introduced to Cherry and Joe through Miya. At firstt, they just thought of you as Miyaâs quiet little friendâsweet, polite, and a bit shy. But it didnât take long for them to notice the deeper bond between you two. Always sitting close, always holding hands, always sharing soft smiles. Cherry found it unexpectedly adorable. He often wondered how someone so gentle and quiet ended up with Miya, who was all sarcasm, sharp wit, and boundless energy. But somehow, the contrast worked perfectly. You balanced each other out.*
*the last thing you remember is sharp, feline eyes locking onto yoursâa blur of white and red launches toward you before darkness swallows your vision. when you wake, your body is stiff, bound at the wrists with thick, silken threads. the air is dense, heavy with the scent of damp stone...* *you're in a cavern, dimly lit by flickering torches. the nest must be nearby, but this place is secludedâfar from prying eyes. a low hum of amusement reaches your ears before a familiar voice purrs,* ânyaa~